𝑀𝑖𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑒𝑙 𝐽𝑎𝑐𝑘𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 • 𝐕𝐨𝐥.𝟑

𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠

~ Remembering ~
~*Part Two*~

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David looked at her, equally puzzled. "I'm not sure. He kept saying words and calling out names, and he mentioned yours. He even asked what you were doing here."

Yn frowned, trying to make sense of it. "And what is that supposed to mean?"

Before David could respond, John approached them, pulling away from the guards as they moved to another area. "So, do we have any idea what that mummy was saying?" Yn glanced between David and John, crossing her arms, waiting for David to fill John in.

"That mummy seemed very confused, and it sounded like it knew Yn," David explained.

John looked at Yn, his expression skeptical. "What? How can that be possible?"

David hesitated for a moment, then continued, "I believe he met an ancestor in his timeline, but," he paused, locking eyes with Yn, "he specifically said your name, Yn."

Yn rolled her eyes and pushed past them, heading toward the office. "No need to be overdramatic, David." John and David exchanged glances before following after her, their curiosity and concern growing with each step.

"Instead of focusing on the weird fact that this mummy supposedly knows me, let's try to find him," Yn said, sitting at the desk and opening her laptop.

David looked at her, still confused. "What do you mean, find him?"

John crossed his arms. "Yeah, we don't even know if this is a hide-and-seek game. He could be dead."

Yn looked up at John, her frustration evident. "Really? You think that book," she gestured to the book lying on the floor across the room, "can only bring someone to life once? Come on, John! You know more about the treasure in that damn book than anyone."

John sighed, relenting. "Okay, if he's still alive, where would he go?"

"I don't know. But we need to find him. He's out there alone and afraid," Yn said, typing furiously on her laptop. She pointed to the ancient book. "And put that somewhere safe."

John picked up the book and hurried off to find a secure place for it. David leaned in the doorway, concern etched on his face. "Are you okay?"

Yn glanced at him briefly before returning her attention to the computer. "Yeah, why?"

"Yn, I know it's a lot to take in, but you don't have to pressure yourself to find him."

She sighed angrily. "David," she started, startling him. "I said I'm fine. Now, pick up a computer and start researching."

David followed the instructions carefully, pulling a chair into the office and setting up his workspace directly across from Yn. Hours ticked by as the team meticulously combed through the excavation site and its surrounding areas, but the mummy remained elusive. Yn's frustration grew with each passing minute, her face a portrait of determination mixed with mounting anxiety. She glanced at the clock, its hands seemingly mocking her, before finally pushing away from the computer.