I limp around the exhibit, trying to wrap my head around what just happened. I just kissed Ahkmenrah. Forget that; I just MET Ahkmenrah! Face-to-face! For the first time!

And he is extremely good-looking.

The jackals seem to agree. They're looking down at me, watching me as I limp around. They don't seem to be hostile; in fact, I think they're ashamed of themselves. Maybe they agree with Ahk and think they SHOULD have remembered me from last night. I don't hold that against them, though. They were only trying to protect the prince. That's admirable.

Eventually, I decide to hobble out of the exhibit and see what is going on.

Ten minutes later, I arrive in the atrium, which is deserted. Apart from Teddy on his horse, who rides towards me when he spots me. "Florence!"

He dismounts and heads over to me, grinning broadly, but when he reaches me, I deck him in the face. He yelps and staggers backwards, staring at me. "What-?!"

"That's for leaving me!" I yell. "I begged you for help but you ignored me!"

"I…I needed to teach Lawrence that-."

"I DON'T GIVE A FIG ABOUT LARRY!" I bellow. "I begged you to help me but you refused! Do you have any idea what happened to me?! I was attacked by two jackals! I nearly broke my knee and several of my ribs! I COULD HAVE DIED, THEODORE ROOSEVELT!"

Teddy blinks. "What DID happen?"

To my intense annoyance, I feel a blush creep up my cheeks. "Ahkmenrah saved me. Us. He saved Larry, Nicky, and me."

Teddy smirks, so I hit him again. He steps back and glares at me, rubbing his jaw.

"Where is everyone?" I ask, changing the subject. "The place is empty."

"Lawrence managed to rally the entire museum to work together," Teddy replies excitedly, forgetting his injury. "The miniatures, the civil war puppets, the animals. Everyone. They're all going to apprehend the three crooked nightguards.

"They are?"

"He got the ENTIRE museum to listen to him at once!" Teddy's face is glowing with pride. "That's more than Cecil ever did."

Cecil…

Cecil's clever. How will Cecil get out of the museum? He will try to find something fast…

I know just the thing.

Turning, I run as fast as my injuries will allow, back towards the stairs. Teddy calls something after me but I don't answer.

Please let me remember the way…

I DO remember the way.

I burst into a room, hoping it's the right room. I look to my left and see Sacagawea, Lewis, and Clark behind their glass exhibit. I smile in relief. I'm in the right place. I give Sacagawea a smile and a small wave as I look round to the right.

There it is. The horse and carriage. The horses that were trained not to stop for anything except a secret word. That's just the kind of thing Cecil would go for. He knows his history, does Cecil. Which is hardly surprising, since he was the nightguard of this place for almost fifty years.

I run towards the carriage and put a hand on the side. Then I hear tapping on glass, so I turn round. In the background, Sacagawea is hitting urgently on the glass, but I can barely see her past Cecil, who is rushing towards me.

I don't dodge in time.

Cecil uses the tablet like a club and slams it into my head, not quite knocking me out, but stunning me. He then puts the tablet behind my back and uses it to support me as he drags me into the carriage and dumps me on the floor. Because of the blow, I can't defend myself.

The last thing I know before I pass out is that the carriage is moving.