Arkain scans about the room looking for more clues. He is about to stand up when a loud massive sound  fills his head. He cringes sitting right back down grabbing his head quickly with both hands feeling like he has been punched. He rubs his head refocusing his thoughts trying to figure out what he just heard and felt. Hummm. The sound he was actually a voice. A very strong voice with some authority. What it said he is not sure. He recognized  some the dialect. It was hard to tell which dialect he seems to recognize other dialects in the language. He quickly pick his head up. He hears a new sound. This one was not in his head. He is actually hearing footstep coming towards the room. This sound is real. Who or what could be making the noise. He shudders nervously. Where to hide? He can't go back down the hallway who ever it is is coming down that wa y besides its blocked at the other end. He needs to find a place to hide in here.  He runs to the end of the bed and dives inside the bed and under the pillows. He pulls some of the pillows over and around him to make those pillows join up with the others on the bed. He stays perfectly still hoping who or what ever it is doesn't see him and opens another door so he can find a way out or at least another chamber the tombs gold and treasure is kept. He moves a pillow just enough so he can see who is coming into the room.