all, so I’m just going to get right to what happened as a consequence, I believe, of disturbing their peace.
Okay, so, I’d just talked Wyatt out of being a bonehead and touching anything and was trying to hurry everyone up and get out of that tomb, when I detected a faint rumble. At first I thought I might turn around to see the mummies of Cleopatra and Mark Antony sliding the lids off their sarcophaguses or something, but it only took another second to realize what was really happening.
“Earthquake!” I screamed, and took off running for cover. The ground began to shake with such crazy force that my legs went out from under me and I landed flat on my stomach. The pillars in the chamber were wobbling back and forth. Large sections of stone crumbled to the ground all around me. Before I could even get back to my feet, a boulder crashed down right in front of my face, landing on top of my video camera, which was still strapped to my neck.
“I’m stuck!” I screamed.
Wyatt saw that I was struggling to free myself and quickly cut the camera strap with his knife. Serene helped lift me to my feet.
“My video camera got crushed!” I yelled.
“Better your camera than your head!” she shouted. “Now, let’s get out of here!”
Just then, a wall of rubble came raining down from above, separating us from Cleopatra and Mark Antony.
“This way!” Serene yelled, and pulled me towards an opening in the far corner of the tomb. There, we ran into a tunnel and continued pushing forward. The ground was still shaking and the air was filled with all this dust and I lost sight of Wyatt and Serene. Rocks continued to fall all around and I closed my eyes, pretty much expecting to be crushed at any moment, pulverized by the crumbling earth, buried forever, just like Cleopatra and Mark!
When I opened my eyes, everything was still. The earth had stopped moving. A shaft of light came through the darkness. Dust was swirling everywhere and large rocks were piled all around me. Wyatt and Serene were nowhere to be seen.
I yelled their names.
There was no response. My heart was thumping and my leg hurt really bad. When I looked down, I found a large gash on the left calf muscle that was bleeding pretty good.
“Wyatt!” I yelled again. “Serene! Can you hear me?”
Oh, jeez, the thought of my brother and Serene being crushed under the rubble was making me sick. I stood and climbed over the boulders towards the light. My arms and legs were trembling.
I thought maybe I was losing too much blood from my leg and stopped long enough to grab my pocket knife, cut the sleeve off my shirt, and tie it tightly around the wound, hoping it would prevent me from bleeding to death.
“Wyatt! Serene!” I yelled again.
I heard a faint sound in the distance.
“Gannon,” a voice said.
It was Serene.
“Help me.”
“I’m coming, Serene!”
I climbed further towards the light and found her lying on her side. Her arm was pinned under a rock the size of a jeep tire.
“I’m trapped,” she said.
“Can you still feel your arm?” I said, shining my flashlight into the area where her arm was stuck.
“Yes, I can.”
That sure was good news.
“If I can roll the rock back, you should be able to get your arm out.”
“Okay, but please be careful. There is a lot of pressure on it. I’m afraid any more will snap the bones.”
I braced myself and pushed the rock with my hands, but it didn’t budge. So I stood over Serene and put my back against the rock, gripping it low and pulling the rock up with all my might. Surprisingly, the rock started to lift. Serene let out a scream and rolled away, holding her arm.
I dropped the rock and fell to her side thinking for sure that I had broken her arm.
“I’m so sorry, Serene! Are you okay?”
“I’m okay,” she said, panting. “I pulled my arm free just in time. Thank you so much, Gannon.”
Just then we heard a voice echo from above.
“If anyone’s interested in some fresh
Okay, so, I’d just talked Wyatt out of being a bonehead and touching anything and was trying to hurry everyone up and get out of that tomb, when I detected a faint rumble. At first I thought I might turn around to see the mummies of Cleopatra and Mark Antony sliding the lids off their sarcophaguses or something, but it only took another second to realize what was really happening.
“Earthquake!” I screamed, and took off running for cover. The ground began to shake with such crazy force that my legs went out from under me and I landed flat on my stomach. The pillars in the chamber were wobbling back and forth. Large sections of stone crumbled to the ground all around me. Before I could even get back to my feet, a boulder crashed down right in front of my face, landing on top of my video camera, which was still strapped to my neck.
“I’m stuck!” I screamed.
Wyatt saw that I was struggling to free myself and quickly cut the camera strap with his knife. Serene helped lift me to my feet.
“My video camera got crushed!” I yelled.
“Better your camera than your head!” she shouted. “Now, let’s get out of here!”
Just then, a wall of rubble came raining down from above, separating us from Cleopatra and Mark Antony.
“This way!” Serene yelled, and pulled me towards an opening in the far corner of the tomb. There, we ran into a tunnel and continued pushing forward. The ground was still shaking and the air was filled with all this dust and I lost sight of Wyatt and Serene. Rocks continued to fall all around and I closed my eyes, pretty much expecting to be crushed at any moment, pulverized by the crumbling earth, buried forever, just like Cleopatra and Mark!
When I opened my eyes, everything was still. The earth had stopped moving. A shaft of light came through the darkness. Dust was swirling everywhere and large rocks were piled all around me. Wyatt and Serene were nowhere to be seen.
I yelled their names.
There was no response. My heart was thumping and my leg hurt really bad. When I looked down, I found a large gash on the left calf muscle that was bleeding pretty good.
“Wyatt!” I yelled again. “Serene! Can you hear me?”
Oh, jeez, the thought of my brother and Serene being crushed under the rubble was making me sick. I stood and climbed over the boulders towards the light. My arms and legs were trembling.
I thought maybe I was losing too much blood from my leg and stopped long enough to grab my pocket knife, cut the sleeve off my shirt, and tie it tightly around the wound, hoping it would prevent me from bleeding to death.
“Wyatt! Serene!” I yelled again.
I heard a faint sound in the distance.
“Gannon,” a voice said.
It was Serene.
“Help me.”
“I’m coming, Serene!”
I climbed further towards the light and found her lying on her side. Her arm was pinned under a rock the size of a jeep tire.
“I’m trapped,” she said.
“Can you still feel your arm?” I said, shining my flashlight into the area where her arm was stuck.
“Yes, I can.”
That sure was good news.
“If I can roll the rock back, you should be able to get your arm out.”
“Okay, but please be careful. There is a lot of pressure on it. I’m afraid any more will snap the bones.”
I braced myself and pushed the rock with my hands, but it didn’t budge. So I stood over Serene and put my back against the rock, gripping it low and pulling the rock up with all my might. Surprisingly, the rock started to lift. Serene let out a scream and rolled away, holding her arm.
I dropped the rock and fell to her side thinking for sure that I had broken her arm.
“I’m so sorry, Serene! Are you okay?”
“I’m okay,” she said, panting. “I pulled my arm free just in time. Thank you so much, Gannon.”
Just then we heard a voice echo from above.
“If anyone’s interested in some fresh
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