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#WritcoStoryPrompt35
The discovery was mind blowing by most standards. I mean who unearths an Egyptian mummy after so many centuries?
"Dr.Hima! "
I turn surprised by my assistant's shout. His wide, frightened eyes stare back at me. "What is it, Ron?"
He points at the corner of the mummy's coffin. "That's dried blood, Dr. I think there's someone else in there with that mummy."
I sight, wondering if Ron's imagination got out of hand... Again. While my assistant had an eye for archeology and was quick at his job, he had a worrying interest for science-fiction.
I make my way toward my assistant. Thanks to a bad knee, I had to send him down to check on the sarcophagus. Little did I know the lid was damaged and would start to open while we were trying to bring the whole thing up.
By the time I get next to Ron, the poor lad is shaking in fear.
I come closer and soon enough my blood feels like chunks of ice. Inside the sarcophagus is a monstrosity. The mummy's bandages are spotted with dried blood. We can see some fingers sprouting from its chest.
We force the lid wide open. As I stand there, in chock, Ron's stomach empty itself, unable to withstand the horror in front of us.
The mummy's body is intertwined with the body of a man, as if the mummy was consuming each cells one by one, slowly digesting, absorbing every sign of life.
I brace myself and approach, hoping this vision would be a mirage. A collective hallucination... Nothing more.
The closer I go, the more my brain fight the unnerving chaos before me.
The second body is more recent, modern clothing, definitely... but the body looked mummified, drained of all fluids and half inside the mummy's corpse. Then I noticed the head; something was wrong, really wrong. The mummy was holding the corpse's head tight against its chest.
My scholar brain's curiosity pushes me to reach for those.
Suddenly, a scream wakes me up from this mesmerized state. I cover my ears as the scream gets louder and louder. The note is so high, so painful that our ears starts to bleed. I mutter enough willpower to open my eyes and look around me, hoping to find the source and make it stop. Ron is unconscious, ears, eyes and nose bleeding. Some of the employees are still standing, holding for dear life. Then I saw it... The body, trying to escape the mummy's embrace. Shaking and screaming, unable to escape. The mummy's eyes, I swear,...
The discovery was mind blowing by most standards. I mean who unearths an Egyptian mummy after so many centuries?
"Dr.Hima! "
I turn surprised by my assistant's shout. His wide, frightened eyes stare back at me. "What is it, Ron?"
He points at the corner of the mummy's coffin. "That's dried blood, Dr. I think there's someone else in there with that mummy."
I sight, wondering if Ron's imagination got out of hand... Again. While my assistant had an eye for archeology and was quick at his job, he had a worrying interest for science-fiction.
I make my way toward my assistant. Thanks to a bad knee, I had to send him down to check on the sarcophagus. Little did I know the lid was damaged and would start to open while we were trying to bring the whole thing up.
By the time I get next to Ron, the poor lad is shaking in fear.
I come closer and soon enough my blood feels like chunks of ice. Inside the sarcophagus is a monstrosity. The mummy's bandages are spotted with dried blood. We can see some fingers sprouting from its chest.
We force the lid wide open. As I stand there, in chock, Ron's stomach empty itself, unable to withstand the horror in front of us.
The mummy's body is intertwined with the body of a man, as if the mummy was consuming each cells one by one, slowly digesting, absorbing every sign of life.
I brace myself and approach, hoping this vision would be a mirage. A collective hallucination... Nothing more.
The closer I go, the more my brain fight the unnerving chaos before me.
The second body is more recent, modern clothing, definitely... but the body looked mummified, drained of all fluids and half inside the mummy's corpse. Then I noticed the head; something was wrong, really wrong. The mummy was holding the corpse's head tight against its chest.
My scholar brain's curiosity pushes me to reach for those.
Suddenly, a scream wakes me up from this mesmerized state. I cover my ears as the scream gets louder and louder. The note is so high, so painful that our ears starts to bleed. I mutter enough willpower to open my eyes and look around me, hoping to find the source and make it stop. Ron is unconscious, ears, eyes and nose bleeding. Some of the employees are still standing, holding for dear life. Then I saw it... The body, trying to escape the mummy's embrace. Shaking and screaming, unable to escape. The mummy's eyes, I swear,...
