Michael only barely acknowledged the presence of the new arrival. His equipment ready and in place, he had stepped back to watch the sarcophagus finally being opened.<br/><br/>On the monitor of his laptop was displayed, in several windows, the many pages of notes he had already taken, and a few early attempts at translating the symbols they had seen. For a second, his gaze wandered to a particular line, which he smiled at.<br/><br/>"Here she lies, ending her reign of... something. Disturb not her slumber, or you shall succumb to her." He gave his loose translation, still smiling. It sounded ominous, but he should have been plagued by several mummies' curses by now, if the dire warnings he had read before could be trusted...