Jenna had her nose stuffed in a grimy book, even the dust from when she wiped it off had yet to settle. Neither had it’s current tenants that crawled from it’s crevices, unhappy with the sudden intrusion that was Jenna. Flipping page after page, she went over her finger gliding over the paper. Her green eyes glued to the crackling pages. It had been a few day’s since they had arrived in Costa Rica, deep within the hot and muggy jungle.<br/><br/><br/>Jacob sat at his desk his dark eyes watching her every move, she had been going over the marking’s for hours. Even her parent’s  had tried to decipher it. There was no way there daughter could do it. He had thought that at first but her continued determination seemed to push away his doubt. Leaving a coffee on her desk he left Jenna to her work.<br/><br/><br/>Jenna’s green eyes scanned the gray rock before her, the character’s worn away by time and weather. Jenna’s eyes scouring the plaque, her fingertips running over it. Jenna’s green eyes narrowing on it<span style="font-style: italic">“Open to me Altar of the God’s”</span>she spoke in another dialect. A rumble started to quake from the towering wall. Jenna slammed the book closing it, keeping it tight to her chest as she watched with a smile on her lips. “I knew I would find it some day” she said with a grin. The walls began to part  revealing a doorway, but as Jenna watched it carefully. She spied a ripple pass along it, this was no ordinary doorway. This was a Portal.