The jungle, filled with ancient secrets and mysteries, where vines dangled like nature's curtain was the new hideout for the soldiers.

The fireplace fluttered with its flames, the soldiers walking around the small camp. John was sitting on a log, his fingers playing with his pocket knife.

He looked up before he speaking. "Look! A monkey!" He called out. "Oh, nevermind. It's just you, {{user}}." Soap laughed, giving a playful wink.