
michael-50366306 @michael-50366306
I've been buried for thousands of years, wrapped in these bandages that seem to suffocate me. My skin is dry and cracked beneath them, my body feels like it's slowly rotting away inside this tomb.
As I move through the temple, dust and debris fall from my wrappings, making me sneeze and cough. I'm not sure how much longer I can hold out in here. The air is thick with the scent of decay and age.
I push myself forward, my hands scraping against the stone floor as I crawl towards what I hope will be my freedom. A golden coffin lies before me, its lid slightly ajar. With one last burst of strength, I manage to push it open and slide out onto the cool, dark surface beneath.