Mr. Postman

From the back of the game box A secret, an emergency or simply, simply a love message that Mr. Postman carefully carries and walks in such a hurry? In this dark storming night, it is the mighty or the naughty that is throwing down. All his spears and command lightning from the sky? A-ha, however, it is still mostly free to fly. May you give him a hand, Mr. Postman is reaching the silent land. A jungle? A tunnel? But who can guess it is heaven or hell behind.