Strekie
She picked up the golden statue, blowing the dust off it with her breath.
"Wow." was all she could say. Her words echoed eerily in the empty tomb. Her partner was hurriedly throwing random artifacts into a burlap sack with no reverence, no care.
"Patrick, what are you doing?!"
"Shh!" he said, listening. The police sirens.They were waiting for them.
"Oh my god, what did-"
"Just hide somewhere, Sam! I'll explain later!"
"Like hell you will! You got me to bring you out here to steal-"
"Shut up and hide or you're coming with me!"
The tunnel door began to open, and daylight was seeping into the room.
She picked up the golden statue, blowing the dust off it with her breath.
"Wow." was all she could say. Her words echoed eerily in the empty tomb. Her partner was hurriedly throwing random artifacts into a burlap sack with no reverence, no care.
"Patrick, what are you doing?!"
"Shh!" he said, listening. The police sirens.They were waiting for them.
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