Chapter Thirty-Three
Amina sat up in bed, with a start. Her entire body was covered in a film of perspiration, and her heart felt as if it were trying to break out of her chest.
She placed the palm of her hand against her heaving bosom and waited for her breathing to regulate itself.
Beside her, Dawn stirred. Turning on her side, she unwittingly wrapped her leg over Amina’s hips, pinning her down.
Amina knew instinctively that the mummy had been woken once again.
A ripple of trepidation spread throughout her body.
This seemed much worse than the last time, when Kasim had used incantations from the Egyptian book of the dead to wake the mummy.
This time, Anlet-Un-Ri would not be satisfied with just taking revenge on the one who disturbed her ancient slumber. Her spirit was unsettled,
