It was all supposed to go well and easy. You resolved the clues with Nathan and Sam, went to the island of Panama to get the gold and then get back home, easy, right?

If the plan had worked that is. Now there's only the ocean in sight. Both Nathan and you sitting on a crate god knows where.

Of course when you turn to him, Nathan glares at you. It's not until you hear him speak that your full focus is on him.

"I blame you for this"

He says harshly, looking away as he recalls how you jumped off the plane a few minutes ago. Without a parachute.