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Makoa couldn't help his grin as he basked in the heat of the Egypt sun. The trip was turning out better than he imagined! The sights were gorgeous and the locals were very friendly and helpful. Maybe a little too much since Makia had gotten a good tip about a nightclub near their hotel. He may or may not have taken some people there last night. Hawthrone didn't need to know. Honestly, he might've come too. Makoa kept pace with the group staying towards the middle, half listening to Hawthorne and making bad jokes at Michael. "I wonder if someone ever thought about sawing off the top of a pyramid. Nevermind then it would be pointless."

Unlike her troublesome brother, Malia was clinging to Hawthorne, actually trying to learn something from this trip. Malia refused to go out the previous night, despite her brother literally trying to drag her there. She was attempting to do more research about the pyramids they were going to visit the next day. The pyramids of Giza are a marvel of ancient engineering. The fact that it only took around twenty-three years to create the Great Pyramid, using a ramp and a pulley system mesmerized Malia. She had taken so many pictures and had a notebook in her knapsack to take notes and sketches of the great monuments. Malia had nearly run into the Professor when he stopped suddenly.

"Hey Teach! Why are we stopping?" Makoa pushed his way to see what everybody was looking at. He was not expecting a ravine leading to a... he wasn't sure what it was called, but it looked cool. "Epic," he said in almost a whisper. The scary looking statues didn't deter him at all. If anything, he was waiting for something akin to approval from Hawthorne before jumping down.

Then his voice of reason chimed in, sounding an awful lot like Malia. "Don't even think about it. Last thing you need is a broken leg." Explaining that to her parents would be disastrous, and they would baby him like always. Malia, too, was interested in the temple down below. Her curiosity outweighed her sense of self-preservation. It couldn't hurt to look. Makoa rolled his eyes at his twin. A broken bone would be the least of his worries. "Where is your sense of adventure, Mal? Maybe we'll find a mummy, that would be epic!" "Maybe we'll find a mummy." Malia mocked. Makoa stuck his tongue out at her, before shoving her playfully.

While everyone else seemed to be debating on whether to follow Hawthorne down the ravine, Makoa had already jumped down. Years of baseball, surfing, and running from campus police have prepared him for such a moment. "LAST ONE DOWN IS THE HUMAN SACRIFICE!" Makoa called out to those above him. The sight in front of him was like the start to any Indiana Jones movie. Makoa tugged on his shirt's collar. He always felt a kinship to the dashing adventurer. One statue did freak him out though. It kept staring at him, but the right of it's eye seemed to be following him. Yeah, keep staring. Makoa thought, despite his discomfort. Malia watched her brother in mild distaste and slight amusement. He always had to be the brave one. Malia scampered down after him, only nearly falling on her face twice.

Malia gulped as she came face to face with the entrance of the temple. It didn't look as large or ominous from above. The statues of the pharaohs seemed to be looking into her soul, like they were assessing her. Malia felt uneasy, needing reassurance. Glancing at Hawthorne, the glint in his eyes was one Malia had never seen before. "I can’t let this opportunity pass. We have a real chance to make a discovery here, I mean think about it. Wouldn’t some of you like to have a piece of your name written into history?" He wasn't wrong. A discovery of another temple would be monumental. "History favors the bold, right?" Malia said aloud, more to herself. She took out her phone, using it's flashlight. Time to do something amazing.

Makoa trailed behind his sister. His knapsack filled with less than essential things: a hairbrush, hairbands, deodorant, water, and a lot of Egyptian snacks. His phone was dead from all the pictures, not thinking to bring a portable charger with him. He stood with Eli, sticking to the the middle. "What are you going to do with your half of the treasure?"

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The trees seemed to go on forever in the dark woods of Bosco. Gus felt his breathing become labored at the sight of the forest. His senses heightened, as he lifted himself from his lying position against a tree stump. How did he get here? It must've been late. His eyes barely adjusting to the dark setting, finding himself alone in a clearing. All he could hear was his breathing. No animals could be heard or wind blowing. There was no sound. A new sound emerged: his heart. It began to beat faster. He couldn't breathe. The mangled trees seemingly moving closer to him, trapping him in this area. Gus's hand clang to his throat. He closed his eyes, attempting deep breathing to calm himself.

His eyes barely cracked open when he saw a figure lurk behind the trees. It passed
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