For years I worked as a nurse in the jungles of Peru. My patients were mostly children. Some eventually recovered from their illness or injury. Others did not.
One particular day, the day my journey really started though I didn't know it then, I was attacked by a tiger. The tiger leaped out at me as I was walking along a well-worn path toward the home of one of my patients. I was taken completely unawares, and before I even knew what had happened, the beast was upon me.
I felt a sharp pain and looked down to see my leg clamped in the tiger's mouth. He bit down hard once, then just as suddenly as he'd attacked me, he let go. I followed him with my eyes as he stood and began to walk away. Through the haze of shock I watched him turn back to me once, and I swear the look on his face was one of regret. I closed my eyes and when I opened them again he had disappeared into the gloom.
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