You have become lost from your expedition, a group of men under Henry Morgan. You slog through the soft, wet jungle, mosquitoes biting at your exposed skin. You wonder how long it will be until you can find your friends. As you are searching for them, you come upon a Temple in the middle of the jungle. The natives performed some kind of ritual, and then killed your friend Jack as a sacrifice. Anger burns deep in your veins, and you vow not to sleep until the Indians that killed him lay dead in their footsteps. The journey begins...
