In the gloomy darkness, a strange light sound came from inside the coffin.
(Click.)
It seemed like someone was gently tapping, or perhaps someone was feebly scratching with already worn down nails.
Inside the coffin, there was someone.
There was still a living person!
At this moment, under the influence of the surrounding environment, Herbert couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, taking a sharp breath in.
"Hiss!"
He swallowed and whispered tremblingly, "There's... there's a mummy."
Uh-oh.
Tomb raiding and encountered a mummy!
Herbert wished he could just turn and run... but of course, that wasn't going to happen.
There was definitely something alive in the coffin, or perhaps dead?
Who knows how vampires should be classified, right?
By now, Herbert could easily guess that the coffin before him belonged to the second prisoner held in the Prison of Darkness.
