Back with Lex, Mr.Weyland, and Team

Lex's POV

We traveled trough the great hall, into a room, the Sacrificial Chamber to be exact. Thomas started spouting off facts, while the rest of us looked around. The walls were lined with human spinal columns with their skulls attached, 'very modest, I must get the name of their decorator.' I thought dryly. I inwardly rolled my eyes at my… morbid turn of humor.

I turned my attention back to Thomas, "men and women, died willingly, it was considered an honor to so for their gods." I frowned slightly, this was not my area, but my climber instincts kept telling me that we shouldn't be here, 'danger' it whispered in the back of my mind. The kind of whisper you learn to listen for, it becomes really useful when trying to avoid getting crushed or engulfed in large amounts of ice or rock, I thought warily. I shrugged inwardly, I could just be paranoid for the simple fact that I'm not in my element and I'm not use to relaying on someone else's… expertise… but then again maybe not, it's always good to be cautious.

Thomas continued on with his lecture, it's like a bloody school trip, he read a ledge by the bodies, "They gave their lives so that the hunt could begin." 'Hunt? Something tells me I don't want to know."

On the other side of the Sac. Chamber

Rousseau's POV

"So what happened here?" I turned slightly asking the 'resident expert,' Thomas. "It's normal to take the heart of the sacrifice." He said with a smile, creepy. Ah, Well that's all nice and good, "But the bones are bent straight out, something broke out of this body." Good, he looks just about as uneasy as I feel.

Maxwell rounds the team up to continue on, but not before ordering, me, Thomas, and some team members to stay behind and 'catalog everything.' I look at Thomas, he smiles at me nervously, I turn away, I can't believe I'm left with him, I clench my jaw, I didn't sign up to baby sit.

To the team blow the Sac. Chamber

Lex's POV

We found a sarcophagus, 'just when I thought this place couldn't get anymore cheerful,' I sighed, this place was not doing anything for my humor. I turned my attention towards Sebastian, he says that it has a combination lock. 'Oh Jesus, their going to open it,' I frowned I wasn't here to play 'let's find dead people' I was here to make sure people made it safely thought the ice.

It was the 'long count', Sebastian says, 'Oh god, he's giddy, I hope we rap with up soon.' The long count, just another way of saying Aztec calendar; Days, months, years, 'Pretty standard to me and he's about to wet himself.'

Sebastian drew my attention from my musings once again. "The dials are set for 1940." I frowned inwardly, "Wait a minute, are you trying to tell me that someone opened this thing a hundred years ago?" He nodded, "What's today's date?" 'Oh no' I barely caught myself from groaning out loud, this was not my day. "October 10th" He turned the dials muttering under his breath, "10, 10…"

It actually opened.

"It's like finding Moses' DVD collection." I rolled my eyes at Miller's …analogy. I nearly jumped for joy when Weyland started coughing, finally an answer to my prayers. I mean don't get me wrong, he's a pretty good guy, actually reminds me of my dad a lot. He said it was just too much excitement; I raised a brow at him, excitement over sacrificed human corpses and something not even the scientists can identify, wonderful.

"Okay that's enough for today, let's collect the rest of the team and set up base at the entrance."

"No, you go on, we're staying here." I'm really getting feed up with this, I'm traveling with a bunch of males with way to much testosterone and ego for my taste. Maxwell obviously thinks he's a badass, gah I want to punch him so bad. Mr. Weyland backs me up, finally. I know that when I lead my team I don't ever leave my team, but these guys were pushing it… hell they were begging really.

Maxwell and co. started to take the artifacts or whatever they where out of the sarcophagus even though Sebastian shouted at them not to, Maxwell thinks he's so big and bad. Asshole. The thing closes after the last ones taken out, and the doors close, this isn't good.

Others along with Maxwell took out guns, he says my jobs over and that its time for him to do his job. Of course I argue, even though he looks ready to shoot me. He's such an arrogant prick, why do me think guns can save them if something goes wrong?

http/img113.imageshack.us/img113/827/cap046hg2.png (Sac. Chamber)

http/img99.imageshack.us/img99/2548/cap047ns7.png (skulls line the way)