Hey guys! I'm sorry, but this is going to be a short chapter that leads up into the awesomeness that is chapter 6. Now I told you that chapter 5 would have the beginning of the main story, but I decided later that day that I would give Kahmunrah his due and start off a chapter with him. Now that I just told you that he'll be starting off next chapter, you better stay tuned! I'll be updating, hopefully, sometime this week, and if I don't it's because I'm going to a con this weekend and am busily finishing my cosplays! XD

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The walls were pure white, or so at least they seemed while they snuck around the hallways of the building. Larry kept a watchful eye in front of him as Victoria tried hard to not make a lot of sound when her shoes clicked against the tile. "Vick, at least try to keep up with me."

"Hey." Victoria snapped in a whisper, "It's either us get caught because of my shoes or me trail a little behind so if you want me to make noise, you just say the word."

Larry pierced his lips together, "Why don't you take them off?" Glancing over his shoulder to make sure that no one was behind them.

Victoria pressed his lips together in thought before stopping to quickly take off her small-heeled shoes, "I didn't think of that. Thanks." She mumbled, catching up to Larry with her shoes in her hands.

Now walking barefoot down the hallway, both she and Larry saw a small group of men, that most likely worked there, turn down the hall. "Quick, in here." He whispered, grabbing Victoria's wrist and pulled her into the locker room, closing the door behind them. He turned to face Victoria and a little over her, she could see his eyes light up a little, "Do you like blue?"

"I guess? Why?"

"We have new uniforms."

Victoria turned around to see the uniform jackets in the closet and she smiled weakly. They both quickly got changed—or at least Larry changed quickly. Victoria had to try on several different sizes.

"Larry, this doesn't fit me."

"You need to wear it."

"It's too long! And these pants make me look like a little old lady!"

"Then you're one of those cute and kind little old ladies."

"But Larry." She whined.

"Fine! I don't know if they have any other pants sizes—they're mostly men sizes." He shifted through the various pieces of the uniform pieces. He pulled out the smallest on there was. "Here, try this and hurry."

She quickly put on the pants and luckily enough, the length was good on her but the waist was still huge. "Just tie a belt around it!" Larry told her before she had the chance to complain again. She grabbed a belt from one of the hangers and basically wrapped it around herself and threw a jacket on. "Alright, let's go." Larry told her, grabbing a flashlight and fixing his tie.

"Larry?" Victoria put on some mock cutesy sounding voice, Larry looked back over towards her with some serious but yet annoyed expression. "Do these pants make me look fat?" He paused then just chuckled, shaking his head.

"Let's go." With that said, they were both on their way again out the door. Larry quickly pulled out his phone and dialed his son's phone number. "Okay buddy, we're in." They continued to take different directions from Nicky, turning down a few hallways and making it to a stairwell.

"Nicky? Nicky!" He began to call into the phone as they quickly moved down the stairs but he took a few steps back up. "Damn." He mumbled, "Lost the reception." He mumbled more to himself than to Victoria. But of course, just as Victoria was about the speak, the sounds of a door opening and men laughing echoed through the area and they quickly bolted for the nearest door—to the B-level of the archives.

It was dark and they both walked up and near the check-in. While Larry clicked the button and a sound buzzed out, a young man's voice called out, "I.D." He drawled out; sounding like he was rather bored with himself, like one of those who would so much rather be practicing his guitar or listening to music than in some dark booth, staring at monitors all day. Larry shined the I.D. to him, "Brunden!" This seemed to make the guy's day a little brighter, or so it sounded.

"Ey!" Larry replied in some sort of raspy voice, making a face that he just wanted to be let inside.

"Later dude!" Another buzz went off and the gate finally opened and they both managed to get inside of the area. Once far enough away from the little booth, Victoria deemed it okay to put her shoes back on, not before mumbling, "I'm going to have to bleach these with acid or something now." Probably from walking all around the archives as well as down the stairs with her bare feet.

Larry pulled out his flashlight when he realized that Victoria wasn't by his side and he quickly shined it around, noticing that she was only a few steps behind trying to put her shoes back on. "Come on, let's go." He mumbled to her and she straightened herself up.

"Alright, I'm coming." She said, "Just tryin' to put my shoes on." She answered back, quickly moving back to his side. They went around a few various corners and finally came upon a large box. Victoria perked up her brow as she stopped walking and Larry unlatched the hooks. Suddenly, it burst open and out came a giant tentacle, which actually spooked Victoria for a moment and she let out a soft squeak, accompanied by tiny jump.

Larry stifled a laugh and she glared at him while he tried putting the tentacle back into its box, rehooking the latches.

They both continued around the alleys, passing a General Custer, "He was a handsome guy." She mumbled, more to herself than to Larry, but he had heard anyway.

"Handsome?" He questioned, continuing down the lane. She just nodded and continued alongside him. Soon, they passed by Amelia Earhart and Larry paused for a moment. Victoria looked at him and tired to resist a smirk, but it formed anyway.

"She was pretty." He paused for a moment and said nothing, only to continue walking down the hallway and through another gateway. But what they saw next certainly surprised them both.

"Oh my God."

That was all that came from Larry's mouth when he saw the little scene. A group of Egyptian warriors and a man, Larry assumed it was Ahkmenrah's brother, in some sort of fighting or angered scene. Larry walked up towards the man in the middle, Victoria followed up behind him, but on the other side of the man. Larry shined the light up at the wax figure, letting them both get a good look at his face. Victoria wrinkled her nose, examining the man over—his outfit was much more adorned than the rest of the men. "Larry, last night, didn't you mention something on the phone about Ahk's brother?"

"Yeah. This is probably him."

Larry turned a little and continued to walk up towards the crate, realizing it was the one from his former job; he shined the light inside as he also took a look inside of the crate. Victoria merely stood beside the wax figure, furrowing her brows together in thought; "Ahk never mentioned anything about a brother." She mumbled to herself, perhaps it was something that she overlooked in the readings about Ahkmenrah—she couldn't remember. Larry was busily trying to retrieve the tablet from the Capuchin. She looked over to him as he tried to open the crate more, but to no avail. "Would you like help?"

"It's not going to budge either way, so no thanks." He answered, glancing back his shoulder towards her. He glanced down towards his watch and just as she was about to ask how long they had, the lights turned right on, giving her some sort of notion that there wasn't much time left before the sun had fully set.

Larry was getting crafty and using the spear to grab the tablet from Dexter, Victoria bit her lip, hoping that there was enough time to be able to turn the piece before the exhibits would come to life. "Did you get it?" She questioned, walking up a little towards him as he grabbed the tablet in his hand. His face was a bit relieved but of course, they were seconds late. The tablet flashed and there were suddenly voices yelling around them.