Two years later
Savannah's POV
It had been two years since we left to New York. I hadn't seen or heard anything about my family. I shook my head and looked at the empty sarcophagus. The tablet was missing from the wall, all the way in the British Museum with Ahkmenrah. I stared at the wall, not noticing the jackals on the wall moving until I heard their footsteps. I turned and saw them pointing me to the door. I nodded and walked out, wondering what was going on. I leaned over the railing and saw a party in full swing. But the thing that surprised me was that my Egyptian family was there as well. My brothers looked up to see me and smiled.
"Nafretiri, come down!" Ahkmenrah yelled up.
Rexy came stomping over and let me jump on his head. I was dressed as a normal person that night as I was set on the floor. I was instantly swept up in a hug from the two boys. My parents came over and hugged me too. And outside, Larry was watching the disco lights flash across the windows with a smile on his face.
We were home.
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The Night at the Museum (Book 3)
FanfictionAhkmenrah's tablet is rusting. Nothing like this has been seen before. To understand what's happening, Larry, Nick, and Savanna get Dr. McPhee to ship Ahkmenrah and the table to the British Museum. There, they meet with Ahkmenrah's parents and his i...
