Zanza is a mosquito and, being a Buddhist, believes she has lived through many thousands of short lifetimes, but she can’t recall a single one of them before she met Herbert. Not that Herbert is particularly memorable. On their first meeting, Zanza viewed this unexceptional human as nothing more than a quick snack opportunity.But then, having sipped from the cup of a Mayan demi-god, Zanza is blessed with a new and profound self-awareness and begins to see her host, not just as a ‘blood bag’, but as a distinct personality. From that point on, with every sip of his blood, with every small death, with every re-incarnation, Zanza learns something new about Herbert. She begins to understand what it is to be human, to feel something like love, to contemplate a chance for immortality.For his part, Herbert, a misanthropic cameraman on assignment in Guatemala, remains oblivious to his involvement in this blossoming relationship. His mind is gripped by a rapidly rising fever, and he is not sure if what he experiences in the dense forests around Tikal is real or a Malaria-induced hallucination. Vampire Monkeys, Zombie Accountants, Golden Warriors that walk through walls, it all starts getting far too weird. But this is a special moment in the world’s history and even the dull witted Herbert finally realises he has a role to play.It’s December 2012, the Mayan Calendar is about to reset to zero and the world is about to end.