_ March 3, 2520_ “Please lock all your doors and windows. I repeat, please lock all your doors and windows. The mummies are about to rise.” The siren boomed through the town. Arnav walked faster alongside his brother and his best friend to the school’s basement. His heart was beating fast. It had been five hundred years since this happened. “Haven’t any of you got your teleportation devices? We’re literally in an unknown lonely street.” Advik, Arnav’s elder brother looked at him and Aarush. “Mine need’s charging and Arnav’s still not got his repaired.” Aarush, Arnav’s best friend replied. Advik sighed. “Come on then, we gotta make a run.” Just as they were about to sprint, someone got hold of Arnav’s shoulder and he let out a cry of pain. They looked behind just to see a scary dead body of a human possessed by the evil spirits. A mummy. “Holy banana pants!” Aarush gasped. “Guys, run! There might be more! I’ll try to get away!”