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Cave Creatures

When the small double engine plane finally touched on the grass runway before bouncing a few times and slowing down, Sarah took a deep breath, relieved that the difficult and bumpy flight to the remote location of amazon rainforest in Peru near the Brazilian border was finally over and even though she had several hours of driving left in some of the most dangerous mountain roads, she was glad the flight part of this expedition was over. She waited as the door was opened from outside by a dark native man. He reached for her hand and helped her off the plane before grabbing her large mustard color bag pack and directed her away from the plane and towards his old truck. By the time she had walked up to the truck she looked back as the plane took off as fast as it had landed. Once the deafening sound of engine noise had quieted down she turned to the native man and introduced herself to him. He seemed to not know any English and she, other than the basic Spanish she had taken in high school and early college, did not know much Spanish. The knowledge of Spanish language would not be much of a help anyways since most natives spoke a dialect closer to Mayan than Spanish or Portuguese. After a few awkward nodes and smiles he introduced himself as Ake. He looked like he could be a native of Indonesia or Philippines, she was thinking to herself. He had dark skin, with dark straight hair that covered his forehead. He had grabbed her heavy bag pack and was about to put it in the back of ...

... his truck before she stopped him and took the bag pack inside the truck with her. She could not risk losing the bag pack in these bumpy roads and some of the electronics she had in there were not water, or impact resistant. Once they were on the road she had realized driving was not going to be any better than the scary flight she was just in. The dirt roads were narrow and dangerous. Her body was tense for the first thirty minutes as she tried to ignore looking outside and down the rocky cliffs that were covered with tropical trees at the very bottom and instead focus on the dangling voodoo doll hanging from the mirror. She was excited to have finally made it. When she was a c***d she had only seen documentaries of scientists and archeologist going on dangerous and interesting expeditions where they would find remains of ancient civilizations, come across natives who had no interaction with outsiders, or find new a****l species that they would get to name before introducing it to the rest of the world. Even when she was in graduation school seeking her master’s in microbiology she only imagined herself in a laboratory where she would perform tests on subjects that were sent by scientists on the field but never imagined she would one day be able to join an expedition. She couldn’t wait to join Professor George Erikssen and Professor Laura Martinez for the remaining of the expedition. She had worked so hard to be able to gain their attention and trust during her time in school ...