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European honey bees with African ones. They’re now widespread in South
     America, Central America and the southern United States.
    •  They are more aggressive than European honey bees and will defend their hive ferociously. When one bee stings, it releases a chemical alerting other bees to
     the threat, causing them to sting as well.
    •  The sting of an Africanised honey bee is no more toxic or painful than a European honey bee’s sting, but the danger is that lots of bees will sting at
     once. If you’re stung enough times, you’ll die.
    •  Some people are allergic to bee stings and they can die from even one sting from a European honeybee.
    •  The Africanised bees, also known as killer bees, are out-competing native Amazonian bees, which are mostly stingless.
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T here’s a trail leading from the riverside back into the forest, and you take it. You realise you might be heading
    into a different danger, but you couldn’t stand being beside the river any longer – you’re sure there was something lurking there.
    The further you get from the river, the gloomier it gets. You start to wonder if you’d be better off going back . . . when suddenly you hear movement in the trees and
    whirl round, your heart pounding. There’s a snorting sound. Could it be something fierce, like a jaguar? You draw in a breath and hide behind a tree. But you breathe out again when you see
    what’s making the sounds. Not far away, a tapir snuffles about on the forest floor. It stops and stares at you in alarm, then runs off. What a relief!
    The trail splits in two. One leads deeper into the forest, while the other looks as though it will take you back to the river, further downstream.
    If you decide to take the trail back towards the river, click here .
    If you decide to go deeper into the forest, click here .

Y ou find a stream and rinse out your sodden, sweaty socks, then hang them to dry in a patch of sunlight, thankful that it
    isn’t raining. You clean your feet, too, as best you can. You push a couple of stout sticks into the forest floor, then hang your wet boots from them, facing downwards. That way, nothing is
    likely to crawl into them! You spread your waterproof jacket out on the floor in the sunshine and sit on it so that your feet are in the sun and the rest of you is in the shade. It’s not
    long before your feet start to feel slightly better.
    You’ve made the right decision. Your feet are showing the first signs of warm water immersion foot, a consequence of continuously keeping your feet in warm and wet
    conditions. You rest while your socks and boots dry out, then put them on again. Your feet still hurt, but not nearly as much.
    A strange chirping sound makes you investigate some tree roots. In a small pool of water amongst the roots, there’s a tiny, bright blue frog. It’s beautiful!
    You’ve never seen anything like it before.

    If you decide it’s time you were moving on, click here .
    If you decide to stay and observe the tree frog, and maybe give your feet a longer breather, click here .

Y ou don’t want to alarm the sloth, just to get a better look. But as you approach, the creature lashes out with its
    long, filthy-looking claws and takes a savage bite out of your hand, which you’re holding up to it as you would to a dog.

    You stagger backwards, shocked. You’d thought sloths barely moved, and had no idea they were dangerous! The sloth has made deep wounds in your arms and face with its
    long claws, and they’re pouring with blood. You can hardly bear to look at the nasty wound in your hand. Now that the shock is wearing off, the pain’s kicking in, making you feel
    sick. You look at the sloth, which is still hanging upside down in the tree. It looks absolutely filthy. Who knows what bacteria are lurking in those claws? You decide you have to find water to
    clean the dirty wounds, and lurch off in search of some. However, it’s not long before