Jake and his fellow warrior fly northeast, Jake is confident he is flying in the right direction; they fly high enough but just below the clouds as they contemplate a vast unknown ocean in front of them, Polyphemus and its reflection serve as a navigating guide. On their way, they encounter great schools of mammal Pandoran creatures migrating through the ocean, perhaps the largest creatures Jake had ever encountered, they resemble Pandoran whales in beautiful exotic colors. Jake can hear them from the air as he flies over them, they make calling sounds. Through their journey they also encounter rain and a colossal thunderstorm, a Pandoran thunderstorm. Jake braces on as they fly through it, their Ikrans fly nervously but in obedience. Jake's fellow warrior is skeptic, but follows closely behind Jake, wondering where he will take them.
The rain stops, they fly into clear skies and just in front of them stand a series of peaks, followed by a series of islands in the background. They get closer; the shoreline is similar to that of the Ikran people's village. There are lots of free standing coral like peaks that become denser as they approach a main island in the center. One particular feature of these rocky peaks is that they seem to be blended with this white silky material, the one characteristic that from the satellite images Jake took for snow; this silky material looks like it somehow spilled over the rocks and adhered to the land and sea, it bonds them together. In some areas it seems it was formed in layers, resembling stripes of dark and white chocolate, like zebras.
There are large flocks of marine birds roaming around the peaks. On its edges and near the water, Jake can see marine creatures taking shelter along small rocky nests; the islands are full of marine life and biodiversity, it is almost like a Pandoran "Galapagos". One particular creature Jake notices looks like a wild untamed penguin, like those birds the "White People of the sea" rode on, like that of "The Pervert". Towards the center Jake notices a large haze, just as he had noticed in the images; his curiosity dominates his thinking, Jake is certain he is at the island he often sees in his visions, he is also certain that the Txampay Na'vi Teyr are near.
As they approach the haze beyond the peaks they are suddenly halted by the most impressive site, a gigantic pit sits in front of them, almost like a volcano, the water from the ocean finds its way through some rocky channels and seeps into it, forming clusters of cascades that stretch across in a circle. The pit is in fact so deep and wide; its bottom cannot be seen, plus it is covered by a constant vapor like haze that it emits. What Jake thought was a giant cloud on the satellite image was in fact a giant hole in the middle of the ocean that virtually swallows it up.
Jake and his fellow warrior land at a nearby peak on the near edge of the pit. The accompanying warrior and the Ikrans stay at a lower level near the water surface as Jake decides to approach a higher area to take a better look at the pit and across. As he makes his way over some shallow water streams, he looks down below the almost see-through water, he can see the white silky material in the bottom almost glowing, it almost looks like there is movement beneath it. Jake climbs his way up some peaks and into one of the cantilever rocks and tree branches, he then carefully walks to its edge above the pit; the scene is as incredible as it is majestic, but also mysterious and terrifying to look at. In front of him seeping cascades from the ocean can be seen as far as the eye can take him, the peaks and falls are arranged in a circle, at the opposite end of the pit and into rocky peaks, Jake, using his binoculars, can barely observe what seems like cottages connected by a series of suspended bridges; though the foggy view cannot define them that well, they are at least a couple of miles away, that's how big the pit is.
Jake looks on below, it seems almost impossible and illogical that the entire ocean fell into this pit, Jake figures if the pit eats the water it must spit it back out somewhere, or else it spits it out in the form of a vapor, Jake also notices that there are no birds flying over the pit. All the small flocks sit at a distance. By now the tide is at mid point and on its way up again, Jake expects that the waterfalls will slowly pick up strength as the water level slowly rises at least one hundred feet -the dramatic Pandoran tides-; but instead, Jake notices that the water flow into the fall suddenly begins to decrease. He looks on to where his fellow warrior is standing near the water and sees him looking down in wonder as to why all of the sudden the water is retrieving from under his feet. Jake looks down again towards the pit, the falls in at least the side where he stands have spontaneously dried up, behind the decreasing cascading water he sees portions of the rocky sections on the walls become exposed, along with sections of the white waxy material; some sections of the white walls appear to be so thin he can almost see through them.
Jake begins to hear a rumbling noise coming from behind him; standing on the highest peak he looks towards the sea where he sees a giant wave forming, ready to break in the distance as it reaches the island's peaky reefs. He tells his fellow warrior to immediately move to higher ground; who by now has distanced himself from his Ikran, which is terrified and ready to fly off. The warrior decides to make a run for his Ikran, but since the water had all but retrieved, slippery algae rock surfaces; he continuously slips on to the rocks, unable to reach it. Jake suddenly realizes that he must get his Ikran as well.
By now the wave has broken and has become a giant wall of whitewater, almost tall enough to reach Jake at the branch, flocks of birds everywhere take off in fear. Jake's fellow warrior finally reaches his Ikran, but has difficulty climbing on to it since it is terrified. Jake calls his Ikran from below to fly up to him, but it is also terrified. The giant white water is approaching; it is now just a few hundred feet away, the rumbling ever so stronger and the wind picking up quickly. The warrior has no luck, he can barely reach his bird; finally, he reaches it and manages to climb on to take off, but it is too late, the peak of the white water overtakes him and his Ikran, Jake sees them get washed up and eventually fall into the pit, the giant wall of water overtakes them, something straight out of "The Ten Commandments".
Jake's Ikran manages to pick up flight and attempts to reach him, but by then a very strong and sudden wind blows with the wave. Jake's Ikran struggles to catch him but it's helpless against the violent wind, the Ikran slowly gets dragged towards the center of the pit and down with it. Jake barely gets to hang on to the branches, the wave almost dragged him as well, but he manages to hang on. When he looks into the pit he sees his Ikran get lost in the haze and down with it, it slowly disappears as its howling fear echoes through the cylindrical pit. Jake is now alone, lost and with no means of returning. He has managed to hold on to some of his gear, including the mysterious exo-pack, which he carries strapped to his back.