Chris woke up in bed to find the bright face of Landers staring back at him. “You don’t wait for me and what happens? You die and you turn into an angel!” joked Landers. Chris looked around to find himself in his hospital room once more.
“What happened?” asked Chris as rubbed his head.
“Well mate, I drove out to the site after I found out that you went ahead. When I got there I found you with giant wings and two people fighting. The kid dropped out the sky and then the second person pulled you out of the tomb and tossed you into the snow.”
“Kid?” asked Chris confusedly.
“At first he was a big silver bloke, but he got beaten up bad and turned into a kid.”
“That explains a lot about the Pharaoh then,” groaned Chris. ”Did you find my car?”
“Oh yeah, I saw the rover flipped over in the snow. Probably covered in the stuff right now. Right weird.”
“The book was in there!” said Chris panicing.
“What book?”
“My copy of the Book of the Dead. Landers, I am going to say some crazy things and I need you to believe me.”
“Chris. I’ve known you for 8 years. I consider us great friends. I know you are not one to lie or make up weird stories. Plus, I saw you with wings and two people fighting in the sky. That bar’s pretty high.”
“That book, the powers and even the snow are all tied together. I am pretty sure. I mean, the snow started around the same time we opened the tomb, didn’t it?”
“Chris, the snow has been falling since this morning. All over.”
“Well, that doesn’t mean-”
“Chris, this snow is worldwide. Detroit, London, Japan, Hawaii. And it is getting heavier,” interrupted Landers. “I don’t want you going back out there.”
“Landers, I care about what you say but I have no idea what is going on. I’m stuck with some weird super kid and somebody tried to trap me in a tomb. I need answers-” he stated as he got up, wincing from the pain in his arm. “- and my book will have them.”
