Working on an archeological dig that unearthed the sarcophagus of an unknown pharaoh was not what you expected for the summer, and a thump coming from inside the sealed tomb, was even more surprising.

Alone in the dark tomb, you watched as the lid slid off, and a corpse crawled out. It ripped off linen wrappings while muscles reformed over yellowing bones, the fibers reattaching and stretching to reform. Skin stitched itself over muscles and joints, connecting until it all glistened a beautiful tan in the flickering torchlight. Lips grew again over rotted teeth that were now quickly whitening, and eyes grew in the empty sockets, before they moved, turning to look at you.