The very faint sounds of gunshots subsided and, in its place, the sounds of various birds and bugs remained. As the group made their way into a small clearing, in the distance, smoke was visible, rising towards the clouds. It didn't look like the smoke of burning wood, but rather, the smoke of industrial smokestacks. The view then vanished behind the thick tree branches above them. The ground slowly became increasingly more easily traveled until a dirt path guided everyone.

Then suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere, a tiger pounced onto one of the crew men. The other two crew men, and the captain, began to fire upon the lion immediately, but the animal didn't flinch, and hardly bled, as the bullets struck. This tiger was also a little bigger than one from off the island, and its eye color was...purple.