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I did not need to pick my flashlight back up because the body had a strange glowing mist covering it. A mist that was glowing a strange but beautiful blue-ish white colour. I was afraid to go to it, but after standing there for a short while, gawking at what I saw, I took a couple steps towards it.

It was in no way the kind of body I expected to see.

It was no mummy. There were no bandages. There wasn't even a sarcophagus for crying out loud.

Instead... there was a bed made of stone and on top of it was a mattress.

And on top of the mattress was a man.

I swallowed hard, stepping closer only to see a remarkably handsome man with his eyes shut in sleep. He had chiseled features and a strong looking body, and in his sleep he looked peaceful.

He had his hands crossed over his chest, as a mummy would, with his whip in one hand and the flail in another. He was also wearing the shendyt of a Pharaoh as well as a lot of gorgeous jewelry.

He was just lying there.

Not moving.

Not even breathing.

I stood there, not knowing what to do.

So I rushed back to where I was standing before and grabbed the flashlight. I pointed it at the walls and started to try and figure out what on earth was happening here.

This man was Akhenatem... sealed shut in this tomb for thousands of years, but not dead. He wasn't dead... or at least he didn't look dead. No, I was sure he wasn't dead.

He looked too pretty to be dead.

I didn't know what was going on but my best guess was that he was given the chance to be reunited with May... and what Akhenatem said in his note... about handing his flesh and bones to me and doing what was right to make May happy?

Well, I think he was referring to the fact that I had to figure out how to wake him up, bring him out of this tomb anf back to May.

I stood there and read the hieroglyphs to the best of my capability trying to figure out what I had to do. But from what I read, there was nothing. These were classic resurrections spells, spells I studied while getting my Masters in Egyptology... nothing unique to the current situation I was dealing with.

But I kept reading.

I kept reading for what felt like hours and nothing popped up. To make matters worse, I was running out of time. By six in the morning, people would start making their way back to the excavation site.

And who knows when those officers would wake up!

I groaned and turned my head to look back at the body. Maybe there would be clue there.

On the wall behind the body was a large image of a scarab beetle with its wings stretched out. Like the area around the body, it was glowing too. The scarab beetle was a symbol of resurrection in Egypt... symbolizing the rising sun, Khepri.

Okay, great.

Akhenatem had all the resurrection stuff surrounding him. Perfect. So why wasn't he being resurrected?

Why wasn't he coming back to life?

And as I thought and thought and thought... it finally hit me.

Life.

Life!

He had all the resurrection rituals... now he just needed the push to be brought back to life.

And the symbol for life in Ancient Egypt was the Ankh.

My ankh necklace... it had to be the key. Was that why it was entwined with the seal of his tomb? Maybe it wasn't there because he wanted to return it to me? maybe it was there because he wanted me to have it to bring him back?

I took a deep breath, rushing towards the body while removing the Ankh necklace from around my neck. It wouldn't hurt to try, right?

So carefully, I put the necklace around his neck, shutting the clasp and setting the ankh right over where his heart would be.

Right when the pendant touched his skin, I gasped as the glowing Khepri image burst out from the wall. It flapped its wings, creating a gust of wind so strong that I fell backward. When I opened my eyes again I watched in absolute amazement as it flew around the room, lighting it up to the point that it seemed as if the sun itself was in here.

As it flew, sparkling light fell from it, touching the walls and causing all the carved letters to glow the same colour as the beetle. There was a screeching noise, and I covered my ears after standing up.

Finally, once all the carvings were glowing, it flapped its wings once more before flying back to Akhenatem's body.

The scarab beetle landed on top of him, covering his entire torso, and just when I thought the show was over, another spectacle of lights filled the room. The beetle began to emit multiple flashing rays of light as it shrunk to just about the size of a heart.

After flapping its wings once more, it turned into a ball of white light, sinking into the chest of Akhenatem.

And then the entire room darkened completely.

I stood there for some time, refusing to breath. After a couple moments passed, I swallowed back my nervousness and took my first step forward.

I walked back to the body, holding my breath for just a bit longer. When I reached it, I saw that his chest was moving now. Up and down. Slowly, but surely.

His heart was beating.

And in the silence of the Egyptian night, I could even hear it. It was a soft sound, but it sounded strong. He had a strong heart.

I took another breath, "Akhenatem?" I called softly.

His eyes opened slowly, his lips parting as he took a soft breath. When he looked at me, I nearly cried.

It felt like a dream.

All of this was so unreal.

Here he was, a Pharaoh of Egypt, lying here in front of me. And he was not just any Pharaoh of Egypt, he was the Pharaoh of Egypt who I had been studying for years now.

Suddenly, he lifted his body up, sitting upright. He put a hand on his head and shut his eyes. He didn't say anything for some time but just sat there, rubbing his head.

When he finally looked back at me, he spoke with a weak, deep voice. "May," he said. "Is she alright?"

I smiled, feeling my lip quiver as I held back my tears. "She's fine," I said. "But she's going to be much better very soon."

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