Chapter 16 The lost city
The morning had broken and in this morning, we set out with renewed vigour. The pure air in the jungle was as invigorating as can be. The guides wore a welcome philosophic look on their smooth brown complexioned faces and by observing them I knew that we had truly bonded as a team and even it was to be a temporary thing,! I recounted a part of my dream to them. The guides proved themselves to me to be simple men but with much wisdom. I suspected that my passion and goal of all things paranormal become theirs as well. These experienced ones knew the jungle better than most, but it seemed that something in them had changed. They walked about with added purpose and seemed to pay a keen interest to the mysterious and paranormal ways of the
