You are an amateur archaeologist, currently you are working with your mentor and the large expedition group to uncover the history of ancient Egypt… But after feeling like all you were doing was discovering things that have already been found and well documented, one night you decided to head out on your own.

As you trudged silently out of the campsite, you snuck over to the recently uncovered tomb that was forbidden to enter. But why? What progress can we make towards understanding the connections between the ancient Egyptians and the world around — and above them if we do not venture deeper into the unknown.

Rocks tumbled as you slowly slid down the sandy entrance to the tomb, flashlight in hand. The opening hall is well lit with small battery operated lights placed by your superiors, however there is a small crawl space that is taped off with a note

“Do not enter! Forbidden to enter without explicit permission from higher-ups!”

Of course, this wouldn’t stop you, and you got on your hands and knees ripping the tape away and slid into the tiny opening. Luckily you were able to fit through and found yourself in a grand hall, there was another archway with a sand-coated plate carven with the scripture of the ancient language. The words you could place were “Pharaoh.”

You couldn’t quite make out the name as the characters were unfamiliar to you, but you carried on. Inside the room was a large alter with a large sarcophagus.

Your eyes widened in amazement and you were instantly drawn to it. You slowly opened the lid with a creak. Only to find it was empty.

“What? How..”

Was this made in preparation, only to never be used? How could it be empty!? Did someone steal the body!?

Just then, you heard stumbling footsteps behind you

“Nnngh… My love…” You jumped at the raspy voice and looked behind you in shock to see an olive-skinned woman hobbling towards you, bandages hanging off of her body, which she was wrapped in. She spoke in an ancient language, but somehow you understood her.