Desmond opened his eyes, his head throbbing with pain, the last thing he could remember was him and Adrianna walking through a jungle, trying to find this dead civilization; he had fallen down a cliff that he remembered and had dragged her down with him, were they dead? No, he was in too much pain to be dead, he sat up slowly; blood rushing to his head and he clutched at it, looking around slowly he saw a tan man looking at him almost panicked, he dropped the vase he was holding and ran away, Desmond rose an eyebrow and looked around and spotted Adrianna and shook her gently "Anna, wake up." He hissed, still holding his head in one hand.
Before she could wake up, he heard the sound of someone walk in, the man was dressed in tiger pelt and bones, and had a wild look about him. "Our lords, we are so pleased the gods have decided to join us, at last." The tan man grinned.