You call out to Emily who is deep in conversation with Salvador, and meanwhile the frog crawls up your half-open shirt and onto your bare skin. It tickles so you can't help but laugh.
However, by the time Emily gets up from her seat and makes it over to you, you're already convulsing and foaming from the mouth. Turns out the little guy must have been an Oophaga pumilio or in other words-
-a strawberry poison-dart frog.
You die a terrible death.
Go back to the beginning of the book and start again or return to wherever you want, the crocodile deity is feeling generous today.
Emily and Salvador won't judge either.
*over dramatization and inaccurate depictions of the abilities of the fantabulous strawberry poison-dart frog.
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Temples and Tablets: the Eyes of the Jaguar
AdventureJourney to the edges of civilization and find the hidden treasures in the deep and dangerous jungles of Panama! Professor Steve 'aka the Jaguar' is at it again, barely surviving his latest escapade, he stumbles upon yet another opportunity he simply...