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"Keep up Johnson!" shouted a burly man. "Yes sir!" said Frank Johnson. Frank, an archeologist, was part of a group of explorers searching for a temple in the Mystic Ruins that was supposedly still intact.
The heavy-set man struggled through the undergrowth to keep up with the group. Suddenly the leader of the group stopped and looked in awe at something. Frank finally caught up with them and what he saw made his jaw drop. It was almost like stepping back into time. In front of them was a gigantic pillar-looking building. In front of them were steps, flanked by two statues looking like echidnas, leading up to a giant door.
The group slowly walked up the steps to the door. "I wonder how we open this thing," the group's leader muttered stroking the door, and, as if almost by request, the door raised itself slowly upward. The group whispered excitedly amongst each other until the leader motioned them to come.
They went through the door, which started to close on it's own until the room was plunged into darkness. Suddenly, torches on both sides of the wall lit themselves, revealing a narrow corridor. Frank trembled with fear and excitement as the group continued through the corridor.
They finally came to a small, rocky door. Surprisingly, there was a doorknob there. The leader opened the door slowly, the group waiting with bated breaths. Inside was a small chamber, the torches on either side were burning with a blue light. That wasn't the only odd thing in the room. Strange hieroglyphics lined the walls along with tables bearing odd instruments upon them.
But the center of the room caught everyone's attention. A coffin of some sort was placed in the center. Everyone moved over to the coffin to examine it. Frank noticed miniscule writing near the edge of it. "Whoever opens his resting place, will release the Guardian of Evil".
Frank pondered on what it meant and came with the conclusion that it was supposed to scare away grave robbers or something. Um, s-should we open it?" Frank asked timidly. The leader glanced sideways at him and nodded. "Alright men, on the count of three, we'll push the lid off this coffin. One, two, three!" The group gave a mighty heave of effort and managed to slide the lid off.
All of them peered inside. "There's nothing in here!" the leader exclaimed after a short pause. Suddenly, the leader had a dreamy expression on his face and slowly fell backward. Blood slowly gathered in a pool around his body. One of the members screamed in fright and made a run for the door but something invisible seemed to have tripped him as he ran and fell face down in the dirt where he moved no more.
Panic soon ensured in the group and everyone stumbled to the door. One of the members tried the door but it was locked. Frank trembled all over, looking around for the assassin. Suddenly a black shadow appeared on top of the coffin and jumped high into the air. All of them screamed a bloodcurdling scream as the assassin slashed at them.
Hmph, those fools. I'm finally free thanks to these idiots. Now, I must find my emeralds and destroy this world how it was meant to be and get revenge on that blasted echidna tribe who imprisoned me in this filthy temple. Yes, they will pay...
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