Khasara
Matthew
Nye
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Chapter Three: In the Tomb
Khasara and Matt approached the pyramid the sky turning to colors of the sunset. Khasara sighed as she looked up at the tomb's opening. The bubble bath she was planning on taking when she got back to town would never happen. Now she was stuck out in the middle of the dead lands with a guy who was afraid of his own shadow. She wouldn't have minded it if it was just she and Nye out here, but no she was stuck with Matt too. Her night couldn't have gotten any worse. She groaned as she slightly looked behind herself and saw Matt giving the tomb and fearful look. She pulled Nye to a stop just in front of the doorway and slid to the ground.
"Uh, Khasara?" Matt asked before she began to walk away. "How do you get off this thing?" Khasara turned back slightly rolling her eyes. This night was going to be worse than she thought. After the five minute instruction on how to un-mount the trio walked into the tomb. As they walked further inward a tremor made its way up Matt's spine. This was a place he defiantly did not want to be in at night.
Once good distances away from the entrance, just incase a sandstorm came out of nowhere, Khasara turned once again to Matt.
"Well cowboy, I guess we'll just have to camp here for the night." Matt nodded his response. But he knew this was going to be a night he would never forget. Khasara steered Nye near to the wall, pulling grain that she kept in her saddlebags out for him. The sound of grain caught Nye's undivided attention. The chestnut arched his neck around to his master with hopeful eyes. Khasara saw the horse's face out of the corner of her eye and silently giggled. Nye was delighted when Khasara placed his portable bowl on the ground near his hooves. Nye dived into his dinner without a second thought. Matt watched the scene from his position on the floor. Khasara was not like the other Egyptians, like her ancestors before her, she still believed in the Gods and the old ways. No matter how hard Matt tried, even though him and Khasara had been friends since his arrival in Egypt, he could not figure her out. The only knowledge he has about her personality is that she is compassionate toward her heritage, and she had a fiery temper and knew how to use it. She was definitely different, and he was glad she was his friend not his enemy.
"I hope that you have some food packed away in that backpack of yours." Khasara said turning to face Matt, interrupting thoughts, "Some how there was a hole in my saddlebag and I lost the sandwiches I put in there."
"Yeah! I do, I make sure I always have food with me no matter where I go." Matt told her with a smile.
That was one of Khasara's worries knocked off the list. Now all they had to worry about was a fire, because Egyptians nights were as cold as the day was hot.
"What kind of food do you have there?" she questioned Matt.
"Umm...Two sandwiches, one pack of granola bars, and a bottle of water." Matt answered as he rummaged through his pack.
"That will be good enough for tonight. I have my own water so that won't be a problem, and now all we need is a fire."
"How are we going to have a fire when we don't have any wood to burn? Wouldn't the carbon ruin the hieroglyphics?" Matt asked in a worried tone.
"I don't think that a little more grime on the walls won't hurt anything. As for the wood there is some further in the pyramid from an old excavation site"
"Ok! Lets get going then." Matt stated as he began to get up from his seat on the floor.
"Whoa there! We all can't go someone has to stay here and keep Nye from getting lost in the tunnels that wind their way through here." Matt gave her a weird look knowing what she was going to say next. He didn't like the fact that he was going to be stuck there alone with a horse he didn't know how to control.
"I suggest that you stay behind with Nye, Matt. I'll go and get what wood I can." Khasara told him as she turned and looked down the long passageway ahead of her.
"Don't get lost in there. You know I don't know my way in there." He informed her as she began to walk away. She turned to look at him and pushed her hand through the air.
"You worry too much I know this place like the back of my hand." she told him, then looked at her the back of her hand and saw a scratch that came from their train chase. "Hey that's new." She said with a sly smile.
"Khasara"
"Ok. Ok. I'll be careful I promised." She added when she saw the concern in his eyes. With a chuckle she turned and continued her journey to the excavation site. "Man!" Matt said getting up to grab the reins of Nye's bridle. "She can be such a pain. I don't know how you live with her." He said as he looked down the horse's face as the animal continued to eat his dinner. When Matt looked up again Khasara have disappeared into the darkness of the tunnel. Another shiver crawled its way up Matt's spine as he realized he was alone with no one to protect him but a horse.
Khasara continued her way down the long passageway. She chuckled as she thought of the look on Matt's face as he sat back at the campsite with Nye. He really was afraid of the horse, but Khasara could never figure out why, and she thought it was funny. She happily hummed as she wandered her way to the excavation site.
"Now, I know that site is around here somewhere." She stated as she shined her torch ahead of her. Finally the small circle of light landed upon the old excavation site.
"Ahh. There it is, good now I'll get some wood and be back before Matt starts to flip out." She bent down to pick up the splinters of wood that was left by the old pulley systems that were used to haul what little artifacts that were found in the tomb. Suddenly she heard as noise to coming from the direction she had just come from. She shot up straight and spun around, dropping her load of kindling as she did. Khasara scanned the darkness around her, when she didn't see anything she bent down to pick up what she had dropped. Again she the heard a noise only this time the darkness seemed to swirl around her. Khasara backed up from her spot. She turned around quickly, still looking over her shoulder she began to run. When she did turn around she ran face first into one of the numerous archways in the tomb, knocking her unconscious. At this time the darkness swirling around her became visible and opened up into a vortex of twirling blacks, blues, and purples. The swirling consumed Khasara pulling her out of sight. When the vortex stopped and disappeared Khasara had disappeared with it.
Hours seemed to pass as Matt stood at the temporary campsite. He had been watching Nye thoughtfully consume his dinner of grain. There had been no sight or sound of Khasara's return, and Matt had begun to worry. He stared at the chestnut face of Nye when he noticed that the horse had stopped chewed and was listening carefully. The gelding's head shot up and he looked wildly around, all the while concentrating on the area for some unseen sound. Something was wrong and Nye's sudden behavior was the only clue Matt needed. Nye spun around facing down the tunnel and snorted into the air. Before the horse could take off in search of his master Matt had grabbed the reins. Another shiver worked its way up Matt's spine as the two slowly proceeded down the hallway of the tomb. "I hope Khasara is Ok." Matt thought to himself.
Well now, Khasara's gone. Matt is left all alone with Nye. Where is Khasara anyway? What about Nye? Him being left with someone who doesn't know how to take care of him and all. Where is this story going?(gives sly smile and winks) Well you'll find out when I get my feeble mind to create the next chapter. Will get Chapter Four posted as soon as possible. Thanks for read hope you enjoy what you have read and what will come next. Please send some reviews, thanks again.