Staring at the dark outline of the thatched roof against the night sky, my eyes begin to glaze over. Lightning flashes—illuminating the faces of the three men on the floor next to me. The chanting of the shaman begins to blend with the sounds of the insects and nocturnal beasts prowling outside the shack, deep in the Amazon jungle. My body feels cool and tingly. I melt into the wall. My eyelids feel like they are shutting from the bottom up. Another dramatic bolt of lightning rips across the starlit sky, sending me back to my present circumstances.
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