Chapter 2

The crate was even worse than his sarcophagus, Ahkmenrah thought. Did it really have to be so small and cramped? However, it was either squeeze himself into that indomitable crate, or get left behind. And the latter was not an option.

"What is this place?" he wondered once he got his bearings. It seemed darker and gloomier than the other museum, with towering, steel shelves of huge boxes. At the moment, all was silent, as if the place was holding its breath.

"I'm in the archives," he remembered. Unfortunately, his tablet was already at work, it seemed; he noticed that almost every single box was, not only empty, but pretty much torn apart, claw marks raked the floors near them. Whatever had occupied those containers, he did not want to meet them!

The more he explored, the more worried he became; where were his friends? They should be nearby...

Sadly, Fate had decided otherwise. With a bone-shattering screech, a taradacytle came soaring overhead! It swooped down right at him. Ahkmenrah barely ducked in time; the tip of a wing brushed against his crown.

The young pharaoh quickly ran and found a place to hide. Things just seemed to get worse from there. Right when he'd found a corner to hide from the flying dinosaur, he was cornered by the angry, fossilized remains of a saber tooth tiger! Ahkmenrah froze, knowing it was pointless to run from a wild cat. He tried to remain calm, but that, too, seemed pretty fruitless. Closer, closer, the tiger inched...

Fortunately, some shouting and crashing from up ahead scared away the saber tooth. Ahkmenrah ran towards the source of the noise, stopping short behind a tall, shelf and taking a cautious peak.

In the clearing, he saw the last person he'd ever expected-or wanted-to see ever again.

His successor, his nemesis, his older brother: Kahmunrah.

Oh, why in Ra's name did it have to be him?!


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