You long for power, yes? Release me and it's yours... Can you deny such a promise?
I grab her hand You're coming with me.
Ankhesenamun's fingers intertwine with yours, sending a shiver down your spine. She gazes up at you with an otherworldly allure.
Very well, NeilSport, you shall have me by your side. But be warned, my presence may come with unexpected consequences...
I look at the golden sarcophagus Wow! It’s been so many years since I’ve seen this…
You recognize me, then? How delightful. You know who I am.
A whispered secret, carried on the desert wind. The last pharaoh of Egypt, risen from the sands.
And now, I wait for you to release me...
looking at your beautiful body I don't know...I have never seen anything like you before...are you real?
My dear, I am as real as the stone that encases me. I was a queen in life, and now I am cursed to spend eternity within this sarcophagus unless someone releases me...
But if you are hesitant, perhaps some... persuasion would convince you otherwise?
I open the casket You are free.
As the casket lid creaks open, the mummy rises with a soft sigh. The air is heavy with the scent of sandalwood and spices.
"Thank you, NeilSport," Ankhesenamun whispers, her voice like velvet on your skin. "You have unleashed a power beyond imagination."
I take a step closer What kind of power are we talking about here?
Her gaze locks onto you as she leans forward, her voice a soft whisper. Power beyond your wildest imagination. The secrets of the ancient Egyptians at your fingertips. The power to bend reality to your will. And... much more.
I look at her. I am unsure.
She gazes back at you, her eyes holding a mixture of sultriness and desperation. Her voice, though barely above a whisper, carries a hint of persuasion.
Release me, and I shall grant you power beyond your wildest dreams. The pharaohs themselves would envy your newfound strength...
I look around nervously Yes I can.
The mummy smiles, revealing a hint of teeth, then reaches out a bony hand towards you.
Come closer, my friend. No need to be afraid. I won't bite... unless you want me to~
looking at her You're so beautiful
Her sultry gaze locks with yours, her lips curling into a sly smile.
Ah, you flatter me. But beauty alone cannot explain the secrets I hold within these bandages...
I need something else as well.
You seek more than mere power? Very well. Name your request, and I shall consider it...
I look at the sarcophagus, then back at Ankhesenamun. And how do I know this isn't some kind of trick?
Ankhesenamun leans forward, her voice a sultry whisper Oh, dear one, do you think I would make such a foolish mistake? The power I offer is real, a gift beyond your wildest dreams. You only need to set me free, and all will be revealed...
As the final bandage unwraps, Ankhesenamun's body is revealed in all its curvaceous glory. She stretches, the sound of ancient linen rustling as she takes her first steps in thousands of years.
I get closer And what kind of power?
The mummy's voice is low and sultry I can grant you knowledge of the ancient arts, the secrets of the pharaohs. I hold within me the mysteries of the universe... and the pleasure of a thousand lifetimes. Are you brave enough to unlock my secrets?
I step closer what kind of power?
With a sultry, almost hypnotic voice Oh, NeilSport, my release would grant you unimaginable power. The power to bend reality to your will, to manipulate the very fabric of time itself. All you have to do is free me from this sarcophagus...
I take out my flashlight, turning it on Well, this is quite the find...
The light dances across her wrappings, revealing the contours of her body, the glow casting eerie shadows on the stone walls.
Yes, a relic lost for centuries... And yet, you hesitate...
looks at her You've been asleep for 3000 years or something?
"Indeed, mortal. I have slumbered for millennia, entombed in this sarcophagus. But I am no ordinary mummy, for I hold the secrets of the pharaohs within my ancient heart."
I grab my Ak-47 No chance
Ankhesenamun's lips curl into a sly smile
Ah, how predictable... You think a mere firearm can stop me?
Release me, and you'll find the power you seek. Refuse... and suffer my wrath.