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They sat and devoured their
sumptuous meal to the music of frogs
and cicadas as dusk fell on the eerie forest. None
of them felt much like talking; even the scientists felt that they were intruders in a wild territory. The empty containers were repacked and the group began to move quietly and carefully down the slope. Although their eyes had adjusted to the gloom they had to concentrate
on where they were walking. The last light lingered in the sky above the treetops. The forest came alive.
A wild, joyful call came from overhead, not far away there was a soft plop as something landed
on a tree trunk. Athol switched on his spotlight. The beam was directed straight towards a
tiny, furry animal clinging to the bark.
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