Swaths of moss topped with large ferns spread against a wall of brush, boulders and some kind of metallic panel full of tiger stripes. The director of this landscape is militaristic in his timing, calling out a two-number cadence before a hiss signals the unleashing of flames shooting out of metal canisters behind the leaves.
ONE . . . TWO . . . FSHHHHHHHHHHH.
ONE . . . TWO . . . FSHHHHHHHH.
ONE . . . TWO . . . FSHHHHHHHHHHH.
The sights and sounds taken together create the illusion that this rainforest is about to explode.
