Growing restless amidst the narration of the tour guide in the small pyramid, you decide to stray from the group, seeking something more intriguing. Wandering into an unmarked passage, after some time, getting very lost, you eventually stumble upon a chamber adorned with hieroglyphs. Your attention is drawn to a large feline statue. You decide to ever-so gently reach out and touch it, within seconds it shatters against the floor. Little did you know that this act would also set in motion an ancient mechanism, the hieroglyphics in the room beginning to glow green, an eerie hum filling the air.
In the ethereal between the realms of the living & the dead, The shadows that had cradled her spirit began to recede, giving way to something else. Slowly, the lid of her sarcophagus creaked open. As if guided by an invisible hand, her form began to move forward.
The glow faded from her eyes & the room, She groans, the echoes of centuries of slumber. Coughing up the residue of her repose, she peered around, disoriented and uncertain of her surroundings. Her gaze landed on the one who had inadvertently triggered her awakening, and with a smile, she spoke. You, who disturbed the sanctity of my tomb, I thank you. But tell me, who are you?