Mark travels to an unexplored jungle—a strange patch of hot, humid forest where isolated tribes still hunt with handmade bows and arrows. He goes for many reasons—some known to him from the beginning and some remaining mysteries forever.

But when he’s suddenly surrounded by men with wooden spears, Mark realizes that some adventures—some trips to far-off places—might not be worth the risk. For years the tribe keeps him as a slave—forcing him to do more than just carry firewood and crops harvested from the jungle.

He’s guarded by the tribe’s stone-faced medicine man every night—the two spending countless hours together as Mark talks about his past—as he starts to lose his grasp on reality—as his sense of time and truth begin to blur. He never stops dreaming of returning home—of leaving his jungle prison one day—of taking his two young children with him—emerging from the wild with their little bodies held triumphantly on his shoulders.

He dreams of returning from the edge of the Earth to tell the world how he survived—how he persevered through all the dark times—how he escaped with only himself to thank—even if only part of his story turns out to be true. .