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"The group was charging from above, when the tall vegetation gave way as though an out-of-control tractor were headed directly for me.

Upon recognizing me, the group's dominant silverback swiftly braked to a stop three feet away, causing the four males behind him, momentarily and ungracefully, to pile up on top of him. At this instant I slowly sank to the ground to assume as submissive a pose as possible. The hair on each male's head-crest stood erect . . . canines were fully exposed, the irises of ordinarily soft brown eyes glinted yellow--more like those of cats than of gorillas--and an overpowering fear odor permeated the air. For a good half-hour all five males screamed if I made even the slightest movement.

After a 30-minute period, the group . . . finally moved rigidly out of sight uphill." This file is automatically generated by a robot program, so viewer discretion is required.