Ryan walked attentively, careful of his surroundings with his rifle in hand, he had separated from his group after a stupid argument over the direction they should go. He knew what he was doing, why the hell didn't they listen to him?

Anyways, he kept going, and he wouldn't admit that he was lost...or that he've been feeling watched for almost an hour, he only had one thing in mind, finding a certain treasure from an ancient civilization, not interested in riches, but in all the knowledge there.

But how could he ever focus with the noises of something hanging from vines and jumping from tree to tree, following him? He was beginning to think that It was more than just an ape.