"Oh my God! Yes that could be what this means. Do you really think that's what it is?" The excitement is even more than when I saw the black marble steps. It really does look like the zombies if you think about it. You don't even have to look that hard.

"Add the word zombie to the sentences and see if it fits." I started to read silently. "Oh Emma read it out loud."

"Sorry I got carried away. 'Anubis has cursed us. Zombies have been plaguing Upper and Lower Egypt. My father's kingdom. I am twelve years old. I am writing this so that you can know what we went through and maybe have better luck. Hopefully the gods will spare you.'"

"Oh God!"

"Maybe there's something in here that can save us?"

"Maybe, just maybe. 'It started up river. The Nile is our life source, so when the plague came down everyone is the kingdom got infected. It was the worst plague we have ever seen. Everyone who got the plague died.'"

"That's just like now! 'When my father found out how bad it was he brought all of the countries best doctors together. He locked us all in the palace. Nobody came in... Nobody went out. We had enough food for a while. We didn't have banquets. We just ate what we needed. Doctors didn't know what to do. They tried everything. It seemed like all hope was lost. My father was dreadful looking. He might as well have been one of those monsters outside. He always went on the balcony and stared at the zombies roaming around the castle trying to get in. He would look at them for hours.'"

"Emma it's getting late and I think we should save the rest of the light for later. Lets finish reading this tomorrow." Blake interrupted.

"But there could be a cure."

"We'll read the rest tomorrow." He took the book from my hands. "For now we need our rest." He turned out the light.

"But"

"Goodnight Emma"

"Ugh! Night." Stupid douche bag! We could find a cure for all of this and save the whole WORLD!

But then again I am kind of sle-...

Emma and her parents were walking out of a concert in Portland, Oregon. They were as happy as could be. Then they saw him. He was coming closer. Emma looked at what he had in his hand. A gun. "Dad he has a gun." Emma said in a hushed voice. The man was wearing all black. He had a black ski mask covering his face. All you could see were his eyes and he outline of his lips.

"It's okay Hun. Just keep walking straight ahead. Don't pay him any mind and we should be fine." Her father said with his usual confidence. Both her father and her mother came from rich families so they were born with confidence. So the confidence Emma had, came from both of her parents. (So did the money. They left her a huge fortune. Billions of dollars that she didn't want so it just sat in the bank in Cairo. She would use it only when she wanted something really badly. Like her Lamborghini Gallard.)

"Hey stop right there. Give me all your money and nobody gets hurt." The man said with a shaky voice. He was holding the gun pointing it at father.

"Okay here we don't want any trouble." Her father said talking out his wallet. He handed it over to him.

"Give me your purses." Pointing the gun toward Emma and her mother who had fear in her eyes. They both took off their Prada bags and handed them over.

"There you have all of our stuff please leave. We gave you want you wanted." Her father said like he was in control of the situation.

"Shut up old man." BANG! He father looked down at his stomach and fell onto the ground. Her mother screamed in agony.

"Look what you've done!" BANG! And her mother was dead too. The man turned to Emma pointed the gun. Emma couldn't move she was stuck in that same spot with terror and grief. He pulled the trigger... CLICK! The gun didn't go off he was out of bullets. CLICK! CLICK! CLICK! CLICK! He threw the gun and ran. Then it hit Emma...

Her parents were dead and she lived...

She awoke with a jump. She bolted up right. For Emma that dream was a constant. She felt her face. It was wet with tears. Blake and Isis were still asleep. Isis was moving her legs as if she was running. "Puppy dreams" Emma said with a small smile. After laying down again she drifted back to sleep.

"So tell us again exactly what you saw." The detective said to Emma. They were in his office. They had been for hours. She already told them everything twice. And he wrote it all down!

"I have already told you everything I know!" Emma practically screamed through her tears.

"Yes it has been a long night for Emma. She does not need to be badgered. You know all she knows what more is there. You expect her to say she was the one that killed them?" Sam, her parents lawyer, was getting very angry at the cop.

"No Sir." The cop said getting a little scared.

"Well you sure are acting like it. We will be living now! If there is anything else you contact me!" Sam said getting out of his chair rather forcefully. "Lets go Emma honey." Sam took Emma by the arm and help her gently out of her chair. Sam was like a grandfather to her. She always knew him for as long as she could remember. He was there for every birthday, holiday, and party. He even went for Sunday dinner. She was the only family she had now everyone else was dead.

She woke up crying again remembering the pain she felt that night long ago. She was fifteen. She watched both of her parents being murdered in the parking lot of a Tim McGraw concert. She went to live with her parents lawyer. Sam died in his sleep that year at sixty-seven and left Emma all of his fortune. She graduated high school a year early and moved to Egypt. Went to college at the American University in Cairo. She graduated there at the top of her class. And now the world had turned to shit, and she was here.

The sun was shinning in the sky. It was like a hundred twenty degrees outside. Blake wasn't in the tent but Isis was right next to her. Emma got up and put a new tank top on and rinsed her face off with a cloth and bottled water. Isis woke up and went next to her. She started whimpering.

"I know your hungry silly just give me a minute."

Emma finished washing up and went outside. After saying good morning to everyone she fed Isis and refilled her water bowl. For breakfast they had sandwiches.

"Okay. I'm ready. Lets go read the rest of this thing so we can find a cure!" Emma said to Blake as soon as they finished eating.

Blake watched Emma walk into the tent. He finish drinking his water and walked over there. Ever since he saw the way he handled that zombie he has finally realized his feelings for her. It wasn't the kind of feeling of love more like want. He just could take his eyes off of her. She began to read out loud and his thought were blocked from his mind.

"'After a year of this plague happening my father and his doctors thought they figured out a cure. The cure worked after sending people to find enough of it they came back and they tested it on the zombies. They slowly started to heal their wounds and stop craving the flesh of humans. They had no memory of being a zombie they only remembered the before. Everything was back to normal and life went on.' So they did find a cure! Thank God!"

"Keep reading Emma!" Thank goodness we might save everyones lives! Emma's face was glowing by now.

"'I have split this book in two pieces. And I beg of you if you find this book and this is not happening to you put this book back in it's resting place to be found when it is needed! But if this is happening, find the other half of this book and save the Earth again! May the gods be with you...' Oh no now we have to find the other side of this book!"

"Emma don't worry will find it," Blake said trying to calm Emma down. She looked like she was about to get up and start digging everywhere to find the book.

"I know we'll find it we have to find it. Lets figure out the place of the other part of the book. So we can help those poor people." Emma started to get up and looked at her computer. Blake was thinking to himself about his family.

Blake was listen to the ringing of the phone getting very agitated. 'Come on sis, mom, someone, pick up pick up!' Then the ringing stop and someone on the other side was whispering "Hello? Blake is that you?" It was his sister on the other end. There was a banging noise in the back ground

"Sarah! Are you okay? How 'bout mom and dad?"

"No they've turned into those things already. They went out last night and they came back sick. They had been 'mugged' and bitten. Dad tried to stop them, but he couldn't. Now their outside of my bedroom trying to get in. The doors locked but I don't think I will last." Sarah sounded scared. Blake wished he could be there for her to help her.

"Okay move your bed or dresser to block the door. And block the window, too. Keep in contact with me. I love you Sarah." Blake said trying to comfort her.

"Okay. I love yo..." There was a loud crash and a scream. "Mom. Noooooo!" Then the phone went blank.

"Sarah! SARAH!" Blake kept screaming, but he knew it was useless.

His baby sister was already one of them...