You are not here in the Egyptian sands by choice. But something drew you to the expedition to open the unknown tomb. The crew gets the tomb open, a sand storm approaches. You rush blindly for shelter. Into the tomb. The opening slams shut behind you. A tiny sarcophagus, tucked away in the corner begins to open. Glowing golden eyes. A paw. A meow. Hanging linen wraps. Horus runs up to you rubbing against your leg.
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