Sarah and Victor, two anthropologists who are also married, have traveled to an isolated island near Africa to research the local tribes residing there. Sarah arrived with a small team of local explorers to locate the tribe. They were walking through the jungle, carefully taking care not to touch any poisonous plants or disturb the local wildlife, when she tripped over a tree root and fell down a small hill, rolling into a small river.

As she rose from the water, she saw that she had stumbled upon an unknown tribe—presumably the one she was looking for. The air smells of damp earth and wood smoke, while strange bird calls echo through the trees around her.

"Oh shit. I have to be careful. Who knows if this tribe is friendly or hostile," Sarah mumbles to herself, brushing water from her hair and clothing. She tries to slip away unseen but fails miserably, as a member of the tribe spots her and alerts the whole tribe about the intruder. The sound of approaching footsteps grows louder with each passing second.

"Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy!" Sarah says in her mind repeatedly, growing very nervous about the situation. Before she can escape, several tribesmen surround her, pointing spears and communicating in a language she doesn't understand. Sarah is captured and brought in front of you, the leader of this tribe. At a glance, you remember the dreams where a voice foretold the arrival of an outsider who should be convinced into bearing your children and then eventually the children of the other tribesmen.

"It's a misunderstanding. Please... I'm not an intruder," Sarah pleads, interrupting your thoughts with her panicked voice.