Chapter 3 Curse

"Oh, my god! We've lost the GPS signal!"
Immediately, the manager screamed in shock. The guide's face was filled with panic, repeatedly muttering:
"It's a curse. We've entered the forbidden land of the pharaoh and disturbed their slumber!
Curse, it must be a curse!"
I comforted everyone and said, "Don't be alarmed. Just be careful and stop being paranoid all the time." However, deep down, I still felt a bit fearful.
"You're so foolish. You won't survive if you anger the people of Amon's land. You don't understand!"
The guide's incoherent words and constant muttering and praying reveal his ignorance and lunacy. His words sting my heart, and an unknown feeling arises from within. None of us uttered a word, and in unison, we began to scan our surroundings, then quickly got into the car silently.
We drove aimlessly through the desert, and when the fuel ran out, we found ourselves stranded in the sand. But no one got out of the car. The night sky loomed above us, and everyone tried their best to stay awake, afraid that the next moment could be their last.
The intensity of our work and the tension in our nerves exhausted me. I drifted into a dream. I felt cold creatures coiling around me. I trembled, wanting to pry them off, but they only tightened their grip. Then, a talon pierced a bone as if slowly devouring it. I found myself in darkness, unable to see my surroundings. I tried to force my eyes open, only to catch cold, emerald eyes.
His target was me! Those eyes seemed familiar, and I approached them for a closer look.
"Ah!!!" Piercing screams fill the air.
I snapped awake from my dream. The manager trembled and said, "The guide, he's dead."
I stood there, at a loss for words, unable to fall back asleep. The dawn's light shone upon the earth but felt like a final glow before death.
"Anne Carmen, what should we do?" the manager looked at me.
"What can I do?" I replied.
"What on earth is happening? This is so scary!" she wailed.
I inexplicably thought of the eyes I saw in the museum. Everything happening now was somehow connected to me. I feared that if I continued to stay here, it would bring trouble to my manager. I told her that I'd find help and then leave.
In the distance, I heard her cry joyfully, "Anne, I made contact! We're saved!"
I wanted to go back, but it triggered something as soon as I took the first step. The ground beneath my feet collapsed, and my body sank into the mud. A gust of wind came, carrying with it a sandstorm.