file:///C|/Documents%20and%20Settings/Lisa/Desktop/R.L.%20Stine/Goosebumps%2005%20-%20<strong>Curse</strong>%20<strong>of</strong>%20<strong>the</strong>%20Mummy's%20Tomb.txt No. We couldn't have imagined it. Ahmed was gone. We were safe. "We're okay," Uncle Ben said gratefully, throwing his arms around Sari and me. "We're okay. We're okay." "We can go now!" Sari cried happily, hugging her dad. Then she turned to me. "You saved our lives," she said. She had to choke out <strong>the</strong> words. But she said <strong>the</strong>m. Then Uncle Ben turned his gaze on me and <strong>the</strong> object I still gripped tightly in front <strong>of</strong> me. "Thanks for <strong>the</strong> helping hand," Uncle Ben said. We had an enormous dinner at a restaurant back in Cairo. It's a miracle any <strong>of</strong> us got any food down since we were all talking at once, chattering excitedly, reliving our adventure, trying to make sense <strong>of</strong> it all. I was spinning The Summoner around on <strong>the</strong> table. Uncle Ben grinned at me. "I had no idea how special that mummy hand was!" He took it from me and examined it closely. "Better not play with it," he said seriously. "We must treat it carefully." He shook his head. "Some great scientist I am!" he exclaimed scornfully. "When I saw it, I thought it was just a toy, some kind <strong>of</strong> reproduction. But this hand may be my biggest discovery <strong>of</strong> all!" "It's my good luck charm," I said, handling it gently as I took it back. "You can say that again!" Sari said appreciatively. The nicest thing she'd ever said to me. Back at <strong>the</strong> hotel, I surprised myself by falling asleep instantly. I thought I'd be up for hours, thinking about all that had happened. But I guess all <strong>the</strong> excitement had exhausted me. The next morning, Sari, Uncle Ben, and I had a big breakfast in <strong>the</strong> room. I had a plate <strong>of</strong> scrambled eggs and a bowl <strong>of</strong> Frosted Flakes. As I ate, I fiddled with <strong>the</strong> little mummy hand. All three <strong>of</strong> us were feeling good, happy that our frightening adventure was over. We were kidding around, teasing each o<strong>the</strong>r, laughing a lot. After I finished my cereal, I raised <strong>the</strong> little mummy hand high. "O, Summoner," I chanted in a deep voice, "I summon <strong>the</strong> ancient spirits. Come alive. Come alive again!" "Stop it, Gabe," Sari snapped. She grabbed for <strong>the</strong> hand, but I swung it out <strong>of</strong> her reach. "That isn't funny," she said. "You shouldn't fool around like that." "Are you chicken?" I asked, laughing at her. I could see that she was really frightened, which made me enjoy my little joke even more. Keeping it away from her, I raised <strong>the</strong> hand high. "I summon <strong>the</strong>e, ancient spirits <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> dead," I chanted. "Come to me. Come to me now!" And <strong>the</strong>re was a loud knock on <strong>the</strong> door. All three <strong>of</strong> us gasped. Uncle Ben knocked over his juice glass. It clattered onto <strong>the</strong> table and spilled. I froze with <strong>the</strong> little hand in <strong>the</strong> air. Ano<strong>the</strong>r loud knock. We heard a scrabbling at <strong>the</strong> door. The sound <strong>of</strong> ancient, bandaged fingers struggling with <strong>the</strong> lock. Sari and I exchanged horrified glances. I slowly lowered <strong>the</strong> hand as <strong>the</strong> door swung open. Two shadowy figures lumbered into <strong>the</strong> room. file:///C|/Documents%20and%20Settings/Lisa/Deskto...%2005%20-%20<strong>Curse</strong>%20<strong>of</strong>%20<strong>the</strong>%20Mummy's%20Tomb.txt (50 <strong>of</strong> 51)3/18/2009 3:04:28 AM
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