"Okay, one order of small popcorn and a diet coke." I sighed, placing my last customer's order in her hands. I smiled. "Enjoy you're flick."

I could hear Zoey sigh beside me. I looked over, seeing her stare at me with her piercing blue eyes. She shook her head in disappointment making her black hair sway in her high ponytail. I gave my sister an annoyed look. "What?"

"Do you always have to be super perky to the customers?" She said. "It freaks me out a little especially when you're my sister."

I smiled just to annoy her again. "Well not everyone is dark and gloomy like you." I went to pinch her cheeks which she dodged quickly. "I'm also your older sister so why don't you clean the grill while I go on my break?" I pulled the dirty apron off my petite body and threw it over the counter. "I'm going to go watch my movie a little bit."

Zoey's eyes went wide. "Again?" she hollered. "You've seen The Mummy almost seven times this week!"

I shrugged with a giggle. "It's a good film." I jumped over the counter, landing on my feet. "You know I can't resist movies with Egypt involved."

"You can't resist a movie period." She snickered. "Thank God you're going to college for film next year. Maybe you could shut up once you're making your own movies."

I never understood why I was obsessed with movies, especially fantasies. I guess when I watch them it gives me a sense that anything is possible. I love to get lost in my imagination. Maybe that's the reason why I decided to go to school to study film, that way I can make my own fantasies.

My sister, Zoey never liked it when my head would be in the clouds-which are all the time. She was the skeptic and realistic one. When my mind would wonder she would be there to snap me back to reality. She could sometimes come off as rude but in the end I know she is only worried that my imagination would take over me. She is my best friend. We are not that far apart in age, only three years, and do everything together. I would do anything for her and know she would do the same for me. That's how she ended up with a job in Beacon Movie Theater with me.

"Well when you come see them then I will." I smirked. I let my curly dark hair out of its tight bun to fall down my back. "I'll be back in 15 minutes."

Once I entered the theater, I have gotten there in time for my favorite part. O'Connell was about to meet Jonathan and Evelyn as I took a seat in the back. I sat there quietly, imagining what it would be like to explore an ancient city and raise a mummy from its grave. I must have sat there for only a few minutes until I noticed someone sitting next to me I never noticed was there. He smiled, eating his popcorn with his eyes clued to the screen. He finally spoke, whispering to me as he leaned his head over.

"It's a great film, isn't it?" he said. "Don't you wish things like that were real?"

"Sometimes." I admitted. "It would be nice to have a little adventure in life."

He laughed, but not just a regular laughter. It was laughter as if it could happen. "I know what you mean. I would give my soul to be in one of these movies."

"I would do anything to be in THIS film." I joked. "I watched it way too many times."

I seem to get this man's attention. He turned halfway to me with astonishment on his face. "Really?" He stated more than asked.

"It would be cool." I shrugged. I then stood from my chair. "I must be getting back to work. It was nice speaking with you." I left the dark theater knowing I didn't have my full fifteen minutes but I had to go back, considering I was one of the best workers. I started to put my hair back up when I heard someone shout after me.

"Wait!" I looked behind me to see that it was the man I was chatting with. I was now able to see his face. His dark eyes glistened with a huge smile spreading across his dark skin. He had a thin and tall frame as I stared up at him being at least a foot shorter. He looked about forty, seeing the wrinkles attack the corners of his eyes. He held out his long hand causing the sleeve of his white dress shirt ride up a bit.

"I'm Charlie." He said.

I scoffed. "Sorry to burst your bubble sir, but I don't date older guys."

Charlie chuckled taking back his hand. He placed them both in the pockets of his khakis. "I'm not here to pick you up, Samantha." I didn't know how he knew my name but I assumed I still had my name tag on. "I'm here to give you an offer I know you could not refuse." I stood silent letting him continue. "I would like to offer you a task for me."

I was starting to get creep out. "Look, man. I don't do drugs or anything like that so I suggest you just leave." I tried to get away as fast as possible, walking away as quickly as I could. Once I was about to turn the corner, I looked back to see that Charlie had disappeared. I let out a sigh of relief as I walked back behind the concession stand. I leaned against the counter thinking.

Zoey strolled by with a bucket of soap water. "Are you okay, Sam? You look freaked out?"

I brushed it off. "I'm fine. There was just some wacko in the theater."

When the last of the crowds shuffled out, I locked the doors and was ready to clean up. I tried to concentrate on not breaking the soda machine as I cleaned it, while I thought about Charlie. What did he mean by a task? Was he trying to pick me up or offering me a job? Did he think I wanted to be an actress? Maybe he was but I knew I could never pull it off. I didn't remember what I was doing until it was time to leave. Zoey grabbed our jackets as I waited at the front doors, my mind still pondering. I let my imagination take over me walking to my car. I tried to think of other possibilities of who Charlie really was. It bugged me when I couldn't think of anything.

"Sam!" Zoey yelled, smacking me on the back of my head.

"Ouch!" I yelled rubbing the place where I knew was going to swell later. "What?"

"I'm leaving with Seth." She pointed across the lot. "I'll see you at home."

I grabbed her arm before she could leave. "Seth?" I hissed. "Isn't he 19?"

"Yeah, the same age as you. So?" She asked with annoyance.

"Zoey, you're 16." I stated. "I don't like this."

"Oh come on Sam." She laughed. "I'll be fine." She tried to sooth me by placing a kiss on my cheek. "I'll see you when I get home." She ran across the parking lot before I could say another word.

I sighed out of frustration with my arms smacking against my sides. I mumbled to myself with sarcasm. "Sure Zoey! Go ahead. Have fun! Make sure you use protection." I then looked around the lot, noticing no car or person was in sight. I sped to my car a few feet away feeling a little frighten. I've seen too many horror movies with a situation starting like this. Once I reached for my door handle, a voice scarred the living hell out of me.

"I meant what I said before." I screamed on the top of my lungs, dropping my hood jacket. I spun around with my hand dug in my pockets. It was Charlie. My fingers gripped around the little can of mace as I watched him cautiously.

"What are you doing here?" I managed to let out, hearing my heart pound in my ears. "This is called stalking you know?"

He laughed, looking at his feet. "I'm not stalking you Samantha. I'm simply offering you a chance to live your dreams."

"I don't want to be an actress." I blurted.

He laughed again this time looking at me straight in the eye. He held seriousness but still wore a warm smile. My fingers tightened around the can. "I'm not talking about acting, not really." He hesitated to think about his words before speaking. He then moved away from me, walking in small circles. He stopped to see the look of confusion and fear play upon my face. "I'm offering you a chance to take an adventure; an adventure you always wanted."

I tried to pull my car handle behind me. "I'm sorry but no I don't want to."

"You wouldn't want to live in your favorite movies?" he chuckled.

I stopped reaching. I couldn't help but burst out laughing. "That's all you wanted?" I turned my back on him, opening my door. "No thanks Wacko. I'm fine."

"You don't believe me?" he asked.

I reached to the ground for my jacket. "Look, if it was possible I would dream nothing of it." I sighed stepping into my car. "But it's not and I'm okay with that. I'll see you around Charlie." I then hesitated closing the door, curious to the strange words that slipped through Charlie's mouth like silk.

"One must go, one must fight, and one must follow the star at night. Does not change the story or love, or someone could end up, up above."

I could only stare. "Umm…" I didn't know how to respond to such nonsense. "Goodbye." I slammed the door and reached inside my jacket for my keys. "What the hell was I thinking when I applied for this job?"

I started the car and left Charlie in the dark parking lot. I pulled out of my parking space and drove away with Charlie in my review mirror. It just stood there. There was something about him that made me feel uneasy but another that made me believe him. "I wish I could live in the movies." I whispered. When my eyes went back to the road in front of me, I realized I made a wrong turn. A pair of big headlights went towards me fast causing my lungs to knock the air out of me. I gripped the stirring wheel to wait for the collision. I closed my eyes knowing that my life was coming to an end.

I let out a scream while I covered my head. I sat there for half a second.

"Samantha." I could hear Charlie again. "It's alright. You can open your eyes."

I peeked through my fingers. I was no longer in my car and now in strange dark tunnel. All I could see was the dirt and dust hanging in front of my face that tickled inside my nostrils. It was small and long. I couldn't hear anyone or anything, just the ringing sound of nothing. I tried to control my fear and keep my breathing under control. My voice echoed off the walls as I shouted in anger. "Where am I Charlie? Take me home!"

"I'm afraid it's too late for that now." He answered casually leaning against the other side of the tunnel. "And you might want to keep your voice down. Imhotep had risen a few seconds ago."

I hugged the cold stone behind me, hoping I somehow could blend with it. I didn't know what I got myself into. "I'm in the movie?" I cried. "No, this is not possible!"

"But it is." He smirked. "You're in Hamunaptra."

I shook my head. "No!" I tried to remember. "I was in my car and I was driving home. I was about to hit a truck. I'm dead! I'm in a coma or something. This is not happening!" I started to slap myself. "Wake up Sam! This is only a dream!"

"You can act like a fool all you want, Samantha." Charlie sighed. It was the first time I've seen him frustrated. "You are not dreaming or dead. This is real. Now I must warn you."

"Now you warn me, after sending me here!" I exclaimed.

"You must do what I said. You must fight and follow the story. If anything is changed, I will not have enough power to open the portal to send you home."

"Portal?" I asked. "Power? Fight? Charlie I don't want this! Send me home!"

A loud scream interrupted us as it pierced my ears and stopped my heart. I looked down towards one end of the long tunnel, hoping to see someone or something.

"Charlie, what was that?" I demanded. He didn't answer which caused me to turn my head at him. He was gone and I was alone. I then heard a different scream- a scream of a woman.

"Please help me!" she called. "Please don't leave me!"

My legs felt weak and limp when I tried to move them. I practically ran down the tunnel, following this woman's cries. I thought it would be better to be with a stranger than alone in the dark. I started to get closer to the end of the tunnel and into another. I could see a dim light and shadows dance against the other end. Once I reached the corner, I bumped into something hard. I fell backwards feeling like I ran into a wall.

"What the bloody hell-"I looked up to see Jonathan staring me in the face. "Who the bloody hell are you?"

Rick ran passed him, picking me up by an arm. "There's no time for that! Let's go!" I ran by them as I wondered where they were taking me. Then I remembered. It was Evelyn's voice I heard. We then cornered into a dark room.

"There you are!" Rick shouted. "Would you quit playing hide and seek! Come on! Let's get out of here!"

I ran inside stopping in my tracks with Jonathan and the Americans colliding into my back. Imhotep let out a piercing growl, almost like nails going against a chalkboard. I screamed, clinging onto Jonathan's arm. He didn't think anything of it as he did the same to me. Rick let out a yell mocking the dead creature. He shot his gun, hitting Imhotep in the chest. Imhotep fell to the ground and we scattered away through the other side of the temple.

"Who are you?" Evelyn asked me.

"I don't think right now is a proper time for that!" I answered, pushing my tired body through the exit and into the desert. I came to a halt again seeing that I was surrounded by Medjis. They held their weapons aimed to our heads and hoods around their mouths.

"No way is this happening!" I breathed.

Ardeth stepped forward uncovering his hood. "I told you to leave or die. You refused." I felt a chill run down my spine as I heard the threat in his tone. "Now you may have killed us all. You have unleashed the creature that we have feared for more than three thousand years."

"Relax! I got him!" Rick called.

"No mortal weapon can kill this creature." He scoffed. "He's not of this world!"

Mr. Burns was then carried through, placing him in the arms of his friends. Mr. Daniels and Mr. Henderson held him up with shock and anger written upon their faces.

"You bastards!" Mr. Daniel hissed.

"What did you do to him?" Mr. Henderson demanded.

"We saved him," Ardeth snapped. "-saved him before the creature could finish his work. Leave, all of you, before he finishes you all." He then ordered his men in some language I couldn't understand. I was able to calm myself when I realized their guns were turned down and they made their way into the temple. "We must now go on the hunt and try to find a way to kill him."

"I already told you." Rick said as Ardeth passed him. "I got him."

Ardeth stopped. He stared deep into Rick's eyes, trying to make him understand how dangerous this really was. "Know this, this creature is the bringer of death. He will never eat. He will never sleep. He will never stop."

"Sam," I whispered to myself as I ran my fingers through my hair. "What the hell did you get yourself into?"