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The scene was tense. We were in such terrifying danger.<br />
But I felt just a little bit calmer knowing that my uncle was here, knowing that he'd be able to handle<br />
Ahmed and get us out <strong>of</strong> here — alive.<br />
I glanced reassuringly at Sari, who was staring hard, biting her lower lip in tense concentration as her<br />
fa<strong>the</strong>r approached Ahmed.<br />
"Ahmed, put down <strong>the</strong> torch," Uncle Ben urged, his hand extended. "The dagger, too. Please. Let's<br />
discuss this, scientist to scientist."<br />
"What is <strong>the</strong>re to discuss?" Ahmed asked s<strong>of</strong>tly, his eyes studying Uncle Ben intently. "The will <strong>of</strong><br />
Khala must be carried out, as it has been for four thousand years. That cannot be discussed."<br />
"As scientist to scientist," Uncle Ben repeated, returning Ahmed's stare as if challenging him. "The curse<br />
is ancient. Khala has had her way for many centuries. Perhaps it is time to let it rest. Lower your<br />
weapons, Ahmed. Let's talk about this. Scientist to scientist."<br />
It's going to be okay, I thought, breathing a long sigh <strong>of</strong> relief. It's all going to be okay. We're going to<br />
get out <strong>of</strong> here.<br />
But <strong>the</strong>n Ahmed moved with startling quickness.<br />
Without warning, without a word, he pulled back his arms and, gripping <strong>the</strong> torch handle with both<br />
hands, swung it as hard as he could at Uncle Ben's head.<br />
The torch made a loud thonk as it connected with <strong>the</strong> side <strong>of</strong> Uncle Ben's face.<br />
The orange flames danced up.<br />
A swirl <strong>of</strong> bright color.<br />
And <strong>the</strong>n shadows.<br />
Uncle Ben groaned. His eyes bulged wide with surprise.<br />
With pain.<br />
The torch hadn't set him aflame. But <strong>the</strong> blow knocked him out.<br />
He slumped to his knees. Then his eyes closed, and he dropped limply to <strong>the</strong> floor.<br />
Ahmed raised <strong>the</strong> torch high, his eyes gleaming with excitement, with triumph.<br />
And I knew we were doomed.<br />
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"Daddy!"<br />
Sari rushed to her fa<strong>the</strong>r and knelt at his side.<br />
But Ahmed moved quickly, thrusting <strong>the</strong> torch toward her, holding <strong>the</strong> dagger ready, forcing her to back<br />
away.<br />
A thin trickle <strong>of</strong> blood, glowing darkly hi <strong>the</strong> light <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> fire, rolled down <strong>the</strong> side <strong>of</strong> Uncle Ben's face.<br />
He groaned, but didn't stir.<br />
I glanced quickly at <strong>the</strong> mummies scattered around <strong>the</strong> room. It was hard to believe that we would soon<br />
be one <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>m.<br />
I thought <strong>of</strong> leaping at Ahmed, trying to knock him over. I imagined grabbing <strong>the</strong> torch, swinging it at<br />
him, forcing him against <strong>the</strong> wall. Forcing him to let us escape.<br />
But <strong>the</strong> blade <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> dagger glowed, as if warning me to stay back.<br />
I'm just a kid, I thought.<br />
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