As Jack stared at one of the hooded figures hands, he realized one of them had the next clue. He looked back at the map, it was blank. He realized the hooded figure had the next clue and that the map would not show them anything further unless he got the next piece. Suddenly, the hooded figures began to sprint away. Jack followed them, as he started to edge closer to the one with the clue, the other hooded figures began surrounding Jack. Ten hooded figures all moved in on Jack at the same time. Piling on top of him. As Jack slowly started to suffocate under the hooded figures, he knew he had only one choice. He had to change into his animal forms. Since the pyramid was filled with Tiger themes, he thought, “why not a tiger?”.
A low growl bellowed from deep under the pile of hooded figures. Jack in full tiger form erupted out from the pile of hooded figures sending them flying in the air. Jack roared triumphantly but his roar was cut off with a stabbing pain to his back. Jack turned around to find that one of the hooded figures had fired an arrow directly into his back.
“Poison…” said the hooded figure now holding his discharged bow.
Jack felt a surge of savage anger running through his body. Without knowing why, he turned to Lisa and all of his new anger became focused on her. Jack the tiger now filled with this poisoned rage, moved in closer and closer towards Lisa. Lisa could see that something was different in Jack. His eyes no longer seemed to recognize her as his friend.
“Easy, easy eaaaassy Jack.” she said. “You know it’s me, I know you do. Try and fight off this spell, Jack. Remember it’s me Lisa, your friend.”
Jack, deep, deep down, began to find this happiness washing his anger away. Lisa’s voice seemed to cut right through the poison that was delivered in the arrow. Cutting through and giving life to a new feeling. A feeling of extreme happiness. Jack felt his anger dwindle away and with it so did his tiger form. He was once again back in his human form.