Disclaimer: Sigh, I hate having to keep reiterating this; I own nothing, blah, blah, blah, et cetera, et cetera, ad nauseam, and until next time.
A/N: Many apologies for my sickly-ness, laziness, and senior-ish-ness, that have all been responsible for this long "lunch break" as it were. I shall note however, if it weren't for this break I might not have been inspired by my twin muses Aeger and Iuvo and I wouldn't have my new even more ultimate plot twisty thingy that might not come to the surface until a few more chapters have passed.
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He had been waiting for this so long; he felt the words from The Book of the Dead giving him strength and substance anchoring his soul firmly into his lifeless corpse. His body, decaying and full of the scarabs that still ate away at his insides, would need to be restored from the ruins that had been falling apart for centuries. His mind was full of hatred and he was unconsciously dealing blows to the humanity around him in the form of plagues. Consciously he was hunting down those men who had opened the chest, and he knew that the sands of time had already begun to pour against them. He let out a scream born of triumph and anger when he was fully in control of his body.
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The air was full of humming and there was no time to debate the merits of leaving Hamenaptra or staying, there was only the desperate need to get out of the open desert to shelter. The locusts were everywhere making it hard to tell which way was which. Sally knew that if they got lost out in the desert without their horses or water, there would be little chance of survival. Ardeth and Zahid were more concerned about the safety of the girl, and they finally managed to get oriented enough to make it into the city with her.
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The Creature could not see or feel or even think. It was a compulsive rage and a thirst for power that led him towards his victims. Racked with a dry shaking that passed for breathing, he announced his coming from the darkness. A predatory sense led him to the weakest member of the group who had strayed, Burns, who was calling out helplessly and completely unable to escape.
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Sally made it into the relative safety of the City of the Dead, but quickly was separated from the two men in the confusion. Scarabs were all around in masses of black that flooded through the corridors and eating their way through anyone unfortunate enough to get in their path. The halls echoed with screams and the sounds of feet and the very walls chattered and reverberated with sound. She found herself alone and frightened in the pitch black.
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Imhotep walked away from the dried out victim with a sense of sanity, and he headed in the direction of the nearest of the Americans, the Egyptologist.
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A/N: I am not finished with this chapter, but have decided to just put it out and I'll get part 2 of this chapter written and in here sometime next week.
