Indiana Jones had slowly woken up from a dream. He was being chased through the jungle by a mob of angry natives.
Indy now found himself in bed and slowly realised that he was in a different hotel and gradually remembered where he was. It had been two days since he had left Japan and had arrived in Siam. Indy was no stranger to this country, having visited it several times. He slowly got up and allowed the cobwebs to clear.
After breakfast, Indy was ready to visit the ruins. The details of the mask's whereabouts were sketchy at best. Rumors had circulated about it being at the Wad Khxng Seux, which when translated, meant the Temple of the Tigers, located in the Wat Khirliwang region.
The weather was hot and humid and it was early afternoon when Indiana Jones reached the temple. Some time later, Indy found something very interesting. In what could best be described as a courtyard, stood a circle drawn out on the floor with drawings of several tigers posed in different positions. He slowly approached the center, where a pedestal sat. On the pedestal was a drawing of a mask. Indy had no sooner started looking around some more, when he saw something in the nearby bushes. It was something about the size of a big cat cub. Slowly and cautiously, Jones walked towards the bushes, and there, stood, with one bleeding paw held up, was a tiger cub. The cub looked up at Indy, his eyes widened, as if it were pleading for help. Indy looked around cautiously in case mom or dad was in the vicinity and when he was confident that he and the cub were alone, he slowly approached the animal. The wound did not look life threatening, but Indy knew that he had to do something to help the cub. He was not sure if it would be best to pick up the cub or even if the creature would comply. Then he had an idea. The archaeologist turned around and sure enough, the cub began to follow him. Indy took another look around in case the parents were nearby but once again, it was just he and the cub. When Indy approached the jeep, Indy picked up the tiger cub and laid it on a wool blanket in the back of the jeep. He then opened his MKvii satchel where he had several maps stashed away and opened one of the maps.
On the map, Indy had found the marker for a vet office. Forty-five minutes later, Indy arrived at the building. He then exited the jeep, scooped up the tiger cub and carried him into the building.
Angelina Kennedy, who had been a vet for several years, heard the door opening, looked up and found herself staring at the strikingly handsome man. He was tall and wore khakis and a fedora and in his arms he carried a tiger cub. She immediately rushed over to Indy and stared at the cub, concern in her eyes. Angelina herself was an attractive woman who stood at five feet eight. She had wavy brown hair and beautiful brown eyes.
"What happened?" she asked, in a strong British accent.
"I was at the ruins in the Wat Khurliwang region and I found him like this."
"Please", she began. "Bring him over here."
She walked into one of the rooms and Indy gently placed the cub on the table.
The vet introduced herself.
"My name is Indiana Jones", he told her.
"Are you an explorer of some sort?" she asked.
"You could say that. I'm an archaeologist. I was exploring the ruins when I found this little guy. Is he going to be okay?"
"Well, Doctor Jones, he's going to be fine. It looks as if he was attacked by another animal."
She began to bathe the wound, dried it off and applied a bandage around the cubs paw.
"Tell me, are all archaeologists as handsome as you or is it just me?"
Indy tipped his hat. "Thanks for the compliment, sweetheart. You're not so bad yourself."
She smiled.
"By the way, you can call me Indy."
"Indy, did you happen to see any other tigers out there?"
"No. He seemed to be alone."
"Well, I'd like to keep him here at least overnight so I can continue to check on his injury. Perhaps you could come back tomorrow?"
He offered a lop-sided smile and moved closer to her.
"Is that an invite?" he asked, flirting.
"What do you think?"