After a couple of long, boring days hiding out in the cave, I was awoken by a thunderous noise. "What was that?" "The volcano is rumbling. Get the mask. It's time to go!" We made it out of the cave just before everything started to collapse.

As we started running through the jungle, we soon found ourselves surrounded by a group of angry jaguars. Mr. Fawkes' pet jaguar turned to face to menacing gang of big cats. "Jag! What are you doing? I can't leave you behind!" Mr. Fawkes shouted. I pulled him by his shirt, "We have to keep going. Jag's a warrior. He'll be okay."

"He was the only friend I had in this scary place" Mr. Fawkes said as he began to cry. "He'll be okay. He's a tough kitty" even though I knew things didn't look good. We were so concerned about Jag that we failed to notice that we were being hunted. Mr. Fawkes and I were captured by the Maralagos who brought us to their King.

The Maralagos led us to a lavish temple located in the middle of the jungle. Inside the King was awaiting our arrival. They brought us inside and foreced us down a dark corridor.  The King sat on his throne in a room filled with artefacts. "Bring them to me." The Maralagos pushed us inside where the King was sitting. "It's you? But how?"

"Well if it isn't my old friend Mr. Fawkes." "Fidel? I thought you got fired for stealing from the museum?" "I did. Then one day I tried on one of those fancy masks and ended up here. These dopes were so easy to control that they made me their King. I plan on taking that mask and going back home where I'll make a fortune!"

"You never cared about the different civilizations and cultures at the museum. You were only in it for yourself." "They made me a King here. Imagine the fame and fortune I'll receive when I return home with that mask. Now gimme, gimme, gimme! What's that noise? Guards! Go take a look."