Nicky and sat in the security guard's office until Dad came and got us. I tried knocking out the rest of my homework while we waited. I started on the rough drafts of my research paper, checking and polishing it for grammar and punctuation mistakes before finalizing it and writing the final draft. Writing the paper was only part of the grade. I had to make a poster, present verbally, and bring something that represents something of the dynesty.

As I looked over my first draft I noticed that I was missing something. I felt that I was missing something from my paper. I felt that something was missing from Ahkmenrah's story.

"You're doing it again?" I hear my brother tell me. I almost forgot we were in the same room.

"Doing what?" I asked.

"The frown you do and you're eyebrows furrow when you're really focused on something," he replied.

"Oh," I chuckled. "Sorry, it's just this project is a little frustrating."

I decided to put my stuff back into my backpack for now. As I zipped up my bag, Dad came came in and brought me and my brother to the museum lobby.

"Okay," my dad said as placed Nicky on the reception desk. "Best seat in the house."

Nicky smiled then said, "What's going on, Dad?"

"If I told you, you two would think I'm crazy, so I'm just gonna show you," Dad replied as he took a look at his watch. "Let's see in about twenty seconds. Okay, you like tyrannosaurus rex?"

"Yeah," my brother and I replied simultaneously.

"Well, I call him Rexy, and he's about to come to life, Nicolas, Mallory," he said as he watched his watch again, "in…5, 4, 3, 2,…" He posed in some rock star pointing position towards the T-Rex skeleton as if something was supposed to happen.

"Dad?" I spoke up.

"Hang on a second," he said. "Say hello to Rexy!"

"Dad, are you okay?" Nicky asked as I thought the same thing.

"Something's not right," my dad said as he stood up again. He began to look around the museum and shouted, "Guys! Come on! The sun's down!" He then darted over to the wax figure of Teddy Roosevelt. "Hey, Teddy," he whispered to the statue, "Listen, pal, I'm gonna need you to wake up. You need wake up! My kids are here!" He then tried to make to make the horse react. "Texas! Get up, Texas! Whoo! Come on!"

"Just stop, okay!?" Nicky whined as he hopped off the desk.

"You're gonna damage museum property!" I scolded our father.

"No, I'm telling you," Dad said. "There's this tablet. It's called The Tablet of Ahkmenrah, and every night at sundown-"

"Now there's a tablet?" Nicky interrupted him.

"Yeah! There is."

"Come on, Dad."

Dad seemed taken back by Nicky's questioning. I knew what the tablet was, but it having magical powers was just impossible. I thought my dad had gone even more insane than usual.

He then guided us to the pharaoh's exhibit. Dad flipped out his flashlight and pointed it towards the wall where the tablet would be hanging. Only this time it wasn't there.

"It's gone," my dad said.

"What is?" Nicky asked.

"The tablet," Dad replied as he moved closer towards the pharaoh's mummy. "I think somebody stole it."

"Yeah, right," my brother scoffed.

"Let's just go home," I whispered to my little brother.

"I'm not kidding, Nicky," I heard my dad say as Nicky and I started down the steps.

"Hey, where are you going?" Dad had caught up with us.

"Home," I replied.

"Hey, wait a second-" Dad stopped talking. He looked out of the side window, and Nick and I caught a glimpse of three shadows gliding against the outside wall. "Come on."

Thanks for reading! I really appreciate your patience. School is keeping me busy, and trying to update everything is not an easy task; but I really do appreciate the reviews. Since you've read the chapter, ou know by now what to do. I will update, but I just can't predict when. :)