"Do you have to walk so fast?" Artie grumbled, panting as he tried to keep up with my swift pace.

"Well, we want to bag the artifact before Leena and Myka eat me alive!" I shot back. Jesus, even I was getting tired. The whole Warehouse was about the size of Rhode Island, and it was expanding.

"We're here," I announced, as we got to the aisle. I put on 'special' protective gloves, that were about ten times thicker. Created by our inventor Claudia, of course. Artie was a bit jealous she was always making cool gadgets; he claims she's just doing it to leave an imprint on the Warehouse forever.

I cautiously grabbed the Nefertiti statue.

I chuckled.

The name is funny.

"Ok, Pete, did you bring the bag?" Artie asked, still panting.

"Noooo," I hesitated. "You were gonna bring it."

"No I wasn't."

"Yes you were."

"No I wasn't."

"Yes you were."

"Ok!" Artie yelled. "Let's stop bantering back and forth like children and find a station! There is one just a few aisles from here."

"Ok," I said, started walking briskly.

"Not...he huh huh...so...huh huh...fast!"

I found the gooery station. I held the artifact out from my body, averted my eyes, and lathered the statue with goo.

"Wha?"

There was no reaction.

"Maybe it's a double key artifact!" Artie said.

"Or maybe it's one of those ones that you have to do something for it to stop the effects."

"Lets go back to my office; there might, slight tiny chance, be some info on it. Hidden. Now hurry!"

Oh, now you're hurrying, are you?

Let's just hope we find some info before Myka and Leena kill me.