He held the torch high above his head so that the tunnel up ahead could be seen. Beyond the dark tunnel sat the treasure chest, sunk in its own time, jewels. He has known they have been there for some time. He has planned this journey for years.

The points between the one in which he was standing and the chest were treacherous with machete traps and thick nets. He was careful not to allow for error. He was afraid of what would happen when his dream dissolved into success.