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By Lincoln Child

An archaeological day trip digging the place it shouldn’t. . .
A crown so robust it's rumored to be cursed. . .
And the only guy who can clarify all of it. . .
 
Deep in a virtually impassable swamp south of the Egyptian border, an archaeological staff is trying to find the burial chamber of King Narmer, the fabled pharaoh. Narmer's crown may be buried with him: the elusive "double" crown of the 2 Egypts. Amid the nightmarish, disorienting tangle of dust and useless crops, unusual issues start to occur. may an historic curse be in charge? Jeremy Logan, heritage professor and grasp interpreter of unusual and inexplicable enigmas, is introduced onto the undertaking to enquire. What he unearths increases clean questions . . . and instant alarm.

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Every one footfall raised tiny clouds of dirt. After a pause, Stone undefined; then March; after which Rush, protecting his tracking apparatus ahead. The roustabouts remained at the platform. final to go into was once Logan. He stepped prior the granite seal, slid round the mother or father determine and the skeleton at its base, and entered the tomb right. The chamber used to be now not huge, probably fifteen ft deep via ten toes large, narrowing somewhat because it went again. Their flashlight beams solid lengthy, eerie trails within the emerging airborne dirt and dust. The partitions have been thoroughly covered in turquoise-colored tile that Logan discovered needs to be faience. Their surfaces have been busy with primitive hieroglyphs and painted pictures. The air felt remarkably cool and dry. The tomb was once jam-packed with smartly geared up grave items: intricately carved and painted chairs; an immense, canopied mattress of gilded wooden; quite a few ushabti; attractive wheel-turned pottery; an open, gold-lined field packed with amulets, beads, and jewellery. Tina Romero moved slowly round the room, taking pictures every little thing at the video digicam. March in her wake, reading items with the mild contact of a gloved finger. Rush was once tracking his hand-held sensor. Stone hung again, taking in every thing. while humans spoke, it was once in hushed, nearly reverential voices. It used to be as though, basically now, the belief was once taking carry: We’ve entered King Narmer’s tomb. Logan stood again with Stone, gazing the lawsuits. regardless of his insistence on accompanying the crowd, he had however been dreading this second, fearing that the malignance, the malevolence, he had sensed ahead of will be even greater the following. yet there has been not anything. No, that wasn’t rather correct: there did appear to be a few presence—but it was once nearly as though the tomb itself was once gazing them, ready, biding its time for … For what? Logan wasn’t definite. March put his hand at the turquoise-colored wall in a virtually caressing gesture. “This lava tube might were shaped of extrusive igneous rock, very tough and sharp. Now the skin is as gentle as glass. examine the man-hours keen on sharpening it with the impolite instruments of the day. ” Tina had stopped ahead of an extended row of tall jars of reddish clay, completely shaped, their rims darkish. “These black-topped jars have been universal round the time of unification,” she stated. “They’ll be priceless for relationship. ” “I’ll take samples for thermoluminescence checks on our subsequent descent,” acknowledged March. there has been a second of silence because the crew persisted taking all of it in. “There’s no sarcophagus,” Logan stated, glancing round. “This outer room would typically carry home items, maybe a few enterprise details,” Stone responded, “things the king would want within the subsequent lifestyles. The sarcophagus will be deeper in the tomb, probably within the ultimate chamber past the 3rd gate. That’s what the pharaoh will be such a lot keen on keeping in an unspoiled country. ” Tina knelt earlier than a wide chest of painted wooden, edged in gold. With gradual, gentle motions, she swept the dirt from its most sensible, then freed the lid and lightly raised it.

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