Stella could feel the excitement as the archaeologists, her father among them, prepared to enter the tomb for the first time. The local men that the museum had hired lead the way into the tomb. They reassured the small group that there was no booby traps just waiting to be sprung. She reads the hieroglyphs carved into the wall as they pass, going deeper into the earth, probably towards the center of the tomb. An unusual set of words catching her attention. She stops to brush a hand over the carvings in the stone walls. They spoke of  a hidden treasure...She muses on that for a second before realizing she's alone in the passage. She quickly reaches into her back pack, lighting up a glow stick. There had been too many twists and turns to get back to the surface herself: she would have to wait here for the others to return.