James Rodriguez

Robert added, seeming relieved by the change of subject, I need core samples from at least three elevations.

We spent the next hour mapping our inland route and organising equipment.

The plan gave everyone purpose something concrete to focus on rather than what we'd experienced during the night.

As we boked to prepare for the move, Sarah approached me outside the command tent.

James, you should see this.

Her voice remained professional, but tension tied in the corners of her eyes.

She led me twenty yards south to where the jungle's edge met the beach.

Three trees stowed in a rough triangle formation.

She pointed to the trunk of the largest one.

Carved into the bark were symbols.

Not fresh cuts, but old scars grown over with time.

A circular pattern with lines radiating inward surrounding what looked like a primitive face.

The cuts were deep, deliberate, measuring approximately four inches across.

Found them this morning.

Sarah said, They're on all three trees.

Same pattern, same positioning relative to the beach.

I examined the carvings closely.

Emily should document these.

already called her over.

Sarah kept her voice low.