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The chorus of insects was unmistakable, along with the occasional cry of a bird I didn’t recognize.

Jungle sounds.

How was it possible that I was still in the jungle?

The last thing I remembered was talking to my producer about our schedule, and the fact that we were leaving Panama the next morning.

What had happenedafterthat?

Dammit!The more I tried to remember, the less clear those events seemed.

Little snippets of what I assumed were memories flashed through my mind, and I didn’t know if they were true or imagined.

Had I really headed to the outdoor shower after I’d chatted with Jen?

My body tensed as I remembered a moment of panic like I’d never experienced before in my entire life.

I hadn’t been able to breathe.

Had I really been attacked from behind?

Shit!Why couldn’t I remember?

None of this made sense.

Maybe I was hallucinating.

Maybe none of that had happened.

Maybe I was dreaming.

If so, I was having one hell of a hard time waking myself up.

My body started to shiver even though I felt like I was about to spontaneously combust from the heat.

I tried to wrap my arms around my body, but my hands barely moved.

Shit!Why wouldn’t my hands move?

And why was the pain so horrendous every time I tried?

Fear, pain, and frustration took over as I failed to even put my arms in motion.

Shit! Shit! Shit!

Somehow, I had to make sense of what was happening to me.

Instinct was telling me that my life probably depended on my ability to shake off whatever was hampering my movements.

I had to cool off.

I had to get water.

I had to fight whatever was causing my pain and lack of mobility.

Most of all, Ihadto clear my head so I could figure out exactly what to do.

I was almost certain that Iwasn’tdreaming.

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