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First, he swapped their marshmallows with stones, causing confusion around the campfire. Later, he moved their gear around, making it seem like the forest had come alive. Finally, as they slept, Muri let out a loud roar, startling the campers awake.
At dawn, the bewildered campers packed up and left, sharing tales of the mysterious troll. Meanwhile, Muri chuckled, his laughter echoing through the trees, delighted by his night of pranks.