The hovercam leads a path through the woods.  There are many strange noises coming from unseen predators lurking all around here.  Many of them may even be big enough to turn Sarah into their personal snack.  It's uncertain if the instruments on this device are good enough to detect any such dangers, and if they do have them, then they aren't sharing that information.<br/><br/>It does not take long before the sound of croaking is heard.  A little more, and the croaking fills the air.  The sounds seem to come from all over right ahead.  Then, almost as if a door had opened, the area clears out.  There is a clearing, in the middle of which is a large pool of water.  It's probably about as big as a city block, and it is loaded with frogs.  They vary in size, anywhere from as small as a single bed to as large as a car.<br/><br/>Many of them are busy mating, hopping on top of each other.  Some appear to have already finished and are looking for a bite to eat.  And some of them have decided that the other frogs look good enough for both.  One such frog already sports a pair of frog's legs protruding from his mouth.  The legs kick backward at times in protest.  The other frog simply squeezes his eyes shut and takes another swallow, sending the doomed frog a little further inside.<br/><br/>"Oooh!  That's a great shot!  Sarah, get over there now!  I want you standing next to him to get a size comparison.  Maybe you can open his mouth a little so we can get a better view of his meal, too."