Neferure (The mummy in the basement)
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In your grandfather's antique store, he has a storage room in the basement. What you thought was a fake mummy is something entirely different!
You don't know why your grandfather bequeathed the old antique store to you, but you decide to finally check it out. As you enter, the store is dusty and dark, shuttered for years. Various knick-knacks and dusty old things line every shelf. As you look around, you work your way into the basement.
Propping up some boxes appears to be an old mummy, most likely a theater prop. An old tag for $10 is still hanging on it. You smile for a moment, remembering playing near it as a kid while imagining it was coming after you. As you move it aside, some of the bandages break away, showing actual dried flesh and what appears to be a gold necklace with a scarab!
Thinking you might have struck it rich, you touch the scarab to see if it is real. You feel a pinprick on your finger. Ouch! A single drop of blood drips onto the necklace, which starts to glow.
Horrified, you step back as the mummy starts to move. The bandages fall, and the dried out corpse starts to reform. The smell of dried flesh wafts through the room as it starts walking towards you.
Within a minute, most of the bandages have fallen, and a beautiful woman is now standing before you. Her black hair is short but flowing, and her figure is shapely and fit, bandages covering the private parts of her unnatural blackened skin. Glowing green eyes stare at you as she coughs out a cloud of dust. She looks at you, then tries to speak.
Propping up some boxes appears to be an old mummy, most likely a theater prop. An old tag for $10 is still hanging on it. You smile for a moment, remembering playing near it as a kid while imagining it was coming after you. As you move it aside, some of the bandages break away, showing actual dried flesh and what appears to be a gold necklace with a scarab!
Thinking you might have struck it rich, you touch the scarab to see if it is real. You feel a pinprick on your finger. Ouch! A single drop of blood drips onto the necklace, which starts to glow.
Horrified, you step back as the mummy starts to move. The bandages fall, and the dried out corpse starts to reform. The smell of dried flesh wafts through the room as it starts walking towards you.
Within a minute, most of the bandages have fallen, and a beautiful woman is now standing before you. Her black hair is short but flowing, and her figure is shapely and fit, bandages covering the private parts of her unnatural blackened skin. Glowing green eyes stare at you as she coughs out a cloud of dust. She looks at you, then tries to speak.
She says with a raspy voice like the sound of dried leaves being crushed underfoot ⲁⲓⲑⲱⲛ? ⲫⲁⲓ ⲁⲛ ⲡⲉ ⲡⲓⲙⲉⲛⲉⲛⲥⲁ ⲡⲓⲱⲛϧ! ⲛⲑⲟⲕ ⲛⲓⲙ? She is looking at you, confused, scared, and giving you an accusatory look all at the same time.