By Captive Punisher & Musclejock1 of Chained Muscle
The barge lazily floating down the Amazon River could barely be seen through the thick haze. It was night. The journey had begun earlier that afternoon, but the humidity had increased to an almost unbearable degree. The barge was surrounded by murky water, which had become steamy as night descended on the jungle with its dense tropical growth. There was an eerie silence surrounding the barge as it continued down the river.