The chatter of the jungle creatures outside the bamboo tiger cage-woke up Colonel Diaz with a startling effect. Every inch on his body was in pain from the torture section that he was introduced to, on the trail to his prison. He had been kidnapped on his second night when he reported to his new assignment in the republic of Vietnam. He ventured out to find out, who was big bird and why he had to die. Now, he was caught in the middle of a predicament that began late one night after a phone call by a close friend. Two days later, after he looked into the message that 'Big bird' would not fly any more. His friend was found dead outside a training area in Houston Texas, full of snakebites. Another message led him to a Post-office box in New York City where he found a manila envelope containing pictures and letters accusing a lot of power full citizens to the death of his friend. By this time, his body was in a sadistic downfall in his silent world from the debilitating pain. He screamed for a time out that would give him the time he needed to recover some of the strength that he lost from the torture onslaught. He did not know where he was, but he had an idea on where to start his recovery escape plan.