Chapter 5
"We are directly under the statue of Anubis, we will come up between the legs of Anubis and steal the book right out under the American's legs." I ignored Evy and Jonathan as they talked trash about the Americans. After Jonathan and Rick picked at the ceiling for some time we decided to take a break. I was sitting on the ground putting small pebbles in front of Jonathan while he amused himself by hitting away the pebbles with a pickaxe pretending that they were golf balls. Evy was telling O'Connell about the mummification process, which I could tell grossed O'Connell out. As they talked Jonathan kept hitting at the pebbles until he hit one pebble that hit the ceiling, there was a loud crash as something fell from the ceiling. Jonathan and I turned around to see a large stone object now laying in the middle of the room.
"I-it's a sarcophagus, buried at the base of Anubis." I looked at Evy as she looked at O'Connell and Jonathan.
"Whoever this was is either someone of great importance or he did something very naughty." I shook my head as I pointed at the hieroglyphs on the sarcophagus.
"Look, the hieroglyphs are chipped away." Evy nodded her head as she continued to examine the sarcophagus. "It looks to be locked by a key." Evy stood straight up with a bright smile on her face. "So, that's what he meant!" Evy ignored all of us and hurried over to her bag and produced the little puzzle-box that Jonathan had, Evy ran back over to the sarcophagus and opened the puzzle-box and put it in the lock, the box fit just right.
Before Evy turned the key, we heard a scream ring out from the corridors, we all ran to the little doorway and peered out, the warden was clutching his head, tearing at his scalp and shoved us out of the way as he ran screaming into a stone wall, the warden fell onto his back not moving. I looked away as I realized he was dead.
That night, Evy and I examined the warden's body, he had some form of bite on his foot, though we could not find out what caused the warden to die. As me and Evy walked back to our camp O'Connell came walking up to Evy and I.
"Our American friends had some deaths of their own, three of their diggers were burned to death with salt acid." Jonathan started talking about the notion of Hamunaptra truly being cursed, Evy didn't believe them as she stood up and walked around the fire.
"I don't believe in mummy curses, if I can see it and touch it, then it is real." O'Connell only responded by cocking his elephant gun, Jonathan ignored them as he started to look in the warden's bag, Jonathan pulled his hand out of the bag saying something bit him. Jonathan looked back into the bag and pulled out a broken bottle of 12-year old Glenlivet Whiskey. I ignored Jonathan as he held the whiskey up in triumphant victory, Jonathan kept on talking until we heard far-off hoofbeats coming from the desert, O'Connell stood up and with a short "stay here" he left to investigate as Evy tried to follow him, I looked at Jonathan who took a drink from the whiskey and followed Evy. The group of warriors came storming into the camp, killing diggers left and right. O'Connell fought against them, as did Jonathan and the Americans, Evy shot one or two warriors. A warrior and O'Connell started fighting, the warrior had overpowered O'Connell with a sword, O'Connell rolled backwards and light a stick of dynamite. The warrior called off the other warriors, "Enough, we will shed no more blood on this land, you must leave this place by nightfall." The warrior climbed back onto his horse and rode out with the other warriors.
That night Evy had gotten drunk while O'Connell was giving her a lesson in fist-fighting, while Evy went on a drunken ramble about our parents I rolled over in my bedroll and slowly drifted off to sleep.