Look now, at our brave explorer, courageously standing inches away from the throes of death. The beast is before him, and he carefully maneuvers between the native foliage. Down on his hands and knees, he crawls forward, just a few feet away from the savage creature he was sent to document. We watch as he grabs his canteen; nay, his handkerchief! Our brave explorer wipes the sweat from his brow. Even our brave hero is experiencing nervous tension. It is the final moments. Our explorer crouches, hiding, waiting. Slowly, he moves forward, lifts the outer covering of the beast's home, and yanks it out...