Then, they hatched, not into tadpoles, but into live frogs. Then the glass shattered. I dropped it and the five tiny frogs hopped out, and formed a circle nose to nose. They then jumped back about a yard. I heard satanic chanting. Then a deep hole opened. One of the frogs jumped on Phil’s head and another lashed its tongue out and wrapped it around Phil’s wrist. Then the others got his ankles and another wrist. Then they dragged him into the hole. I ran as fast as I could to the boat. I jumped in and yelled, “Leave now!â€? To my surprise, I fell asleep on the way home. When we got home a reporter, who had received word that we found a new species, asked me countless questions. Suddenly, someone flashed a picture behind me. “What are these?â€? He put a Polaroid picture in my hands. When the picture appeared, I saw tiny golden bumps on my neck.