After surviving the terror from the deep in the lagoon and securing clues from the wrecked steamer, our explorers know for certain that Lord Darrow made it this far, but his ultimate fate is still unknown. The only solution was to continue searching for more clues. They all made camp in the jungle near the shore but their sleep was interrupted by the bellowing cry of a strange beast echoing through the jungle canopy, reverberating off the leaves and through their ribs as if the beast were within each of their tents. A distant scream drew them to their feet. Was that Lady Elaine Darrow or someone else in distress?
The prints of bare feet about our heroes’ camp indicated the local Natives are involved. The beastly cry, this time much closer, is answered again by a blood chilling scream...
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