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As a former time traveler who had fought against the supernatural that lied hidden within Japan's Sengoku period, Kagome Higurashi knew to always trust her gut. Right now, as she traveled deep into the bowels of a dark and wet Egyptian tomb, that instinct was telling her to run. Take whatever students she could gather from Professor Brown's archaeology class right now and leave. She can handle a lecture from the man later; it's true that an opportunity such as being the first group of outsiders to explore a grave that belonged to Egypt's royal family was miraculous in itself for both the teens and their bespectacled instructor, but was it really worth the risk? Not in Kagome's book.

Was she being paranoid? Maybe, though who wouldn't in a place like this?

This excavation was supposed to be exciting. A once in a lifetime sort of experience for students who were passionate about archaeology. This was especially true for Professor Brown's prized pupil, Carol Lido. Her baby blue orbs practically glowing the inky depths of this place while she held onto with Rody, her older brother, as if she were floating on air. Even the rest of the class, who were bored to tears earlier as they walked around some ruins in the hot and dusty morning, were talking rapidly to each other when they crowded in front of the tomb opening. Now, it seemed like their lesson would be concluded on the jagged steps of an ancient burial site. What a twist.

And yet, it seemed that Kagome was the only one here experiencing this feeling...this fear. It made the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end, and now for the first time in two years she wished Sesshomaru were here with her right now. He would know what was down here, for some unfathomable reason he always knew. But the Lord of the Western Lands wasn't here anymore. It was just her, and the knowledge he had taught her prior to his departure from the human world.

Expect the unexpected, miko. That had been the first lesson he instilled into Kagome's mind, and one that she'll never forget.

Looking down into the unknown Kagome knew she certainly was. And speaking of her lessons, every single one of them led her to conclude that walking down those stairs was a bad idea. A terrible one. For anyone.

Now, as she placed another timid step in front of Kagome can say with utmost certainty that allowing the class and their instructor to venture any further was a bad idea. An absolutely terrible one. Mind you, she had tried before Professor Brown led them down here. She explained that with so many students in a such narrow pathway, the prospect of more than one a priceless artifact could be damaged. It would be better that they should wait until the workers brought their findings to the school. Back where it was well-lit, safe, and away from this god-awful pressure that continued to crush them.

The elderly man laughed, brushing off his assistant's concerns like she knew he would. Kagome's next thought had been to sneak the class out herself. It wouldn't have been difficult, Professor Brown was easily distracted and there was more than enough going on around them to distract him for a good long while.

Alas, Carol had caught Kagome, and unwilling to ruin the happiness of her supervisor's best student, the raven-haired woman smiled. She congratulated Carol and Rody on their success, since their family company were the ones sponsoring this excavation. She laughed a little too, even as her head swam and her stomach tied itself into knots.

Thankfully after being cornered in a dead end, Professor Brown heeded to Kagome's words and allowed the students to head home. It was already late, plus Rody promised he would allow the students to get hands-on experience on examining and dating the artifacts during the morning class. Having Carol as a student definitely guaranteed their spot as part of the company's research team.

So without further ado, the students piled up on the bus and were on the road back to Cairo.

The further they had gotten from the Valley of the Kings, Kagome started to calm down. Her head didn't throb in pain and her racing pulse slowed to a normal pace. No one noticed how pale the professor's assistant looked or the light sheen of sweat along her brow. The exuberant teens remained oblivious even how she lagged several feet behind them; obviously, they were far too preoccupied on the identity of the mummy that was buried in that tomb.

Was he a prince, or a king who ruled thousands of years ago? Was he married, famous, or handsome? Powerful in politics or simply rich in fortune?

Frankly, Kagome didn't care. She just wanted to go home and sleep while uttering a prayer under her breath that feeling had been a nightmare, just a figment of her overactive imagination. She wanted to wake up tomorrow and be able to look at the find with excitement, her fingers itching to discover and hold and learn. Discover a new page in normal, non-threatening history.

Was that really too much to ask? She didn't think so. After being sent back in time to stop a power-hungry spider demon from destroying feudal Japan, Kagome thought she was entitled to a break from the paranormal.

An unladylike snort left her mouth as Kagome kicked the door of her rented flat shut later that evening. Normal. It was a subjective word, one that she wanted to include in her vocabulary as a twenty-year-old university student majoring in Ancient History.

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