reclaim the organs stored in her canopic jars.”
"Hargrave had sold hers! We must find him!
What will happen if she becomes complete?"
Hargrave! You bold fool for giving that mummy a
mechanical brain! Mummies are meant to be stupid;
it is quite their best feature. But he had to go and put
his mechanical brain inside her. The mummy had
gained replacement lungs, stomach, and a liver from
these murders! She now only required the intestines!
We raced to Hargraves’ tent, but we were too
late! The man was struggling with the mummy,
quite giddily! "Ha! Ha!" he cried. "You're alive! My
instruments have awoken you! My name will go
down in history!"
He fought the mummy, and was quite strong.
I was about to rush to his side when the mummy
thrust its sharp bony arm into his stomach and
began ripping out his intestines and putting them into herself. At once I covered Mr. Longville's eyes to shelter
him from the sight. I may admit we
were both screaming.
Now whole, the mummy appeared
in a cloud of sand. Immediately, the
sandstorm erupted into a violent fury,
destroying machines, tents, artifacts, and
people in its wake! Entire excavation machines
began to crash into the sand. She moved remarkably
well for a woman of her years.
I immediately seized upon the amulet as the
mummy drifted towards us. Mr. Longville began
reading from the Book of the Dead, and I think he
was doing it badly because it had very little effect!
Hetepheres raised her hand, and the parched,
shriveled skin around her mouth split open as a
shriek poured out. I think she spoke words, though
of course I could not understand her words any
more than she could understand mine, but if I were
to guess, I imagine she said something along the
lines of, "I have come that I may be your protection!
I have knit together both head and members, and so
shall I unite Egypt under my reign! Tremble before
me and obey!" Or something similar to that.
I was shaking the amulet most aggressively
in the direction of the mummy, but nothing was
happening. "It's not working!" I called to Percy. He
was staggering under the unexpected onslaught of
wind. Unfolded sections from the Book of the Dead
blew around him like mummy linen.
With nothing left to do for it, I threw the amulet at the mummy. It hit the scarab on the monster's chest, cracking the decoration and causing a
green light to pour forth. The mummy grasped