Mira’s face appears from a side tunnel. Mud-painted. Eyes clear. MIRA (whisper) Welcome to the extraction. She hands Elena a pistol. MIRA (CONT'D) Don’t thank me yet. We have to go through the waterfall. Leo grins, blood on his teeth. LEO I hate jungles. MIRA Jungle doesn’t hate you. It just doesn’t care. They plunge into the roar.
ELENA QUINN (25, covered in mud, shaking) presses a SAT PHONE to her ear. Dead battery. rescue from jungle -2014-
She freezes.