The Tomb Explorer
By
Abbacor
Inspired
by a drawing by BlackKalima
The
time is during the 1910’s. The place is Egypt
at the Valley of the Kings. Although having
been discovered a few decades earlier, there were still regular trips to the
area to try and find something new. One such group is currently onsite at a dig
at what they believe to be a new tomb. Professor Emetrius Gymball is in charge,
and with him are twenty students from his college who are earning extra credit during
this trip. One of those students is a woman. She is just as bright as the rest
of the students and just as excited to be on this trip as anyone else, maybe
even more so as she is truly fascinated by the subject matter at hand. Her name
is Sheila. Sheila is about 5 feet 11 inches tall, and weighs around one hundred
and forty pounds. She has a fair Caucasian complexion, brown eyes, and
reddish-orange hair that she keeps cut short. She would be considered
relatively attractive by the standards of the day. And Sheila is very frustrated.
Sheila
is here to the consternation of Professor Gymball because her family is a large
donator to the school. If not for that he would have never allowed a woman to
take his class let alone go on an actual dig. Due to this attitude towards her
that everyone else seems to go along with Sheila gets patronized, ignored,
given the menial jobs, shoved aside, and just generally rudely treated. Even
with all this being thrown at her Sheila still is very happy to be in Egypt as she is
in truth quite interested in the ancient Egyptians and their burial practices.
She does what she can to help out with the real work at the site and is trying
to be a contributing member of the exploration, even if most of what she has to
say is usually ignored. It is no great surprise then that when Sheila manages
to find a partial inscription that nobody else has seen that she is told to let
the real historians do their work and leave them alone.
Sheila does her best with the
inscription and believes she has found directions to what she believes is a
secret side entrance to a tomb, but when she brings her finding to the
Professor he barely manages to even glance at her translation before telling
her he has more important things to do than look at the confused scratching of
a misinformed woman. Sheila does not give up this time as she usually does and
tries to get Professor Gymball to really look at what she has found and
translated. She makes enough of a nuisance of herself that the Professor gets mad
at her and has two of the local workers lead her away to her tent to get rid of
her. As she is almost forcibly carried away she tells Professor Gymball that
she is right and she will prove it to him. Unfortunately, the Professor believe
that to a degree and for the next two days Sheila is kept very busy doing
menial tasks, and when she is not doing that she is being closely watched by
one of the other students.
On the night of the third day since
her discovery Sheila slips out of her tent and quietly makes her way around the
camp to where she has managed to hide a few tools. Due to her threat all of the
more modern items such as the electric torches and iron shovels are being
closely accounted for and all she could manage to squirrel away was a half used
wooden torch, a makeshift stone hammer, a small one hand wood shovel with a bad
split in the blade, and an old horse hair brush that couldn’t swat a dead fly
off a real horses flank. She also has her pad of paper pen and pencil with her
to record any text she hopes to find and she did manage to create a new head
for the torch by ripping a length of cloth off one of her skirts and soaking it
in lamp oil so it would be sure to actually light when she needed it. She was
fairly sure it should be able to provide her light for about 3 hours. She
quietly gathers her tools and using the moonlight and a carefully shielded
flame from her own box of matches follows her translated directions over to an
area that remains as of yet undisturbed. By the time she arrives where she
believes the entrance to be she has gone around several hills and is standing
at the base of a small cliff in the limestone. Lighting her torch Sheila begins
to search for her secret entrance. It takes her a little longer than an hour,
but she does find a man made opening in the back of a cleft. The shape of the
rock itself cleverly hides it. The cleft goes straight back only ten feet and
then turns sharply back on itself to the right. Standing at the outside it
appears the far end simply ends with the two walls coming together instead of
continuing around a bend. In broad day light it would be easily missed and a
person would have to be no further away than two feet to realize the cleft took
a sharp turn like it does. In the dark with a single torch Sheila actually
walked to the very back of the cleft before she saw that it turned and
continued on for another six feet where she found the doorway.
Excited with her discovery Sheila
chose to enter through the doorway, determined to bring something amazing back
with her to show to Professor Gymball. The passage into the rock was only about
five feet long and no bigger than the door itself, which was about four feet
wide by six feet tall. It continued down a rough-hewn stair that curved back to
the left and went deeper into the cliff that it was cut in. At the bottom of
the stairs the passage opened up to a good ten feet wide and at least fifteen
feet tall and seemed to run as straight as an arrow for as far as Sheila’s
torch light could show her. She started walking down the corridor looking for
markings or adornments of any type. She noted that high up on the walls there
were stone protrusions about six and a half feet up which showed soot above
them and were spaced out about every twenty or thirty feet on both sides. They
did not look to be designed to hold torches though because they were round and
solid on the bottom looking like a quarter of a stone baseball stuck in the
wall. She reached up and was able to feel the flat top of one of these and
found that they were hollow on top and she was pretty sure there was a small
hole at the back. Sheila guessed they might have at one time had oil of some
sort in them to light the passage but were now dry. After walking down the hall
for roughly one hundred feet Sheila came upon her next discovery of this secret
passage. On both sides of the hall was a carved indentation in the wall facing
each other that resembled the basic outline of a person standing up. They were
deep enough and big enough that Sheila was able to comfortably stand completely
inside one with room left over all around her. Looking at the space in the wall
across from here she realized that it looked like the bottom half of a stone
sarcophagus, the back and wall of each one was carved to be flat and smooth.
Looking further down the corridor Sheila saw that there were more of these
cutouts but they all appeared to be empty. There were two, one on each side,
evenly spaced between ten and fifteen feet apart continuing on into the
darkness. She continued to walk and began counting what she decided to call the
half-sarcophagi. When she got to the eleventh pair of them she made a big
discovery.
One of the half-sarcophagi was not
empty. Standing in the right side opening was a fully wrapped mummy! Looking further
down the corridor she could see that there were more mummies standing in the
half-sarcophagi within her limited circle of torchlight. Sheila spent the next
thirty minutes examining the first mummy she had found. She believed it to be a
male bound up within the bandages. But, there were no markings on the wall or
fetishes on the outside of the mummy to be seen that would indicate who was
interred in the space. The mummy was too big for Sheila to be able to drag out
and back to camp on her own so she chose to keep going deeper into her
discovery. As she walked, now counting mummies in their resting places, she
noted that they all seemed to be men wrapped up and laid to rest. Although
there were differences to the exterior look of the way the bandages were
applied, all were in amazingly good shape for how old she thought them to be,
and all were very tightly wrapped in what seemed be at least 15 layers of
bandages.
Sheila soon came to the end of the
corridor to find that it went nowhere. She had counted a total of twenty-nine
mummies standing in their half-sarcophagi as if they were sentinels or
guardians of the hall, but there were no mummies or sarcophagi at all for the
last fifteen feet to the back wall. The final fifteen feet of the passage was
mostly filled by a plain stone alter. The alter was six feet wide and 3 feet
deep and set up on a raised dais that was approximately 6 inches above the
floor. There was no more than two feet on either side of the alter and about
ten feet between it and the end of the chamber.
On the back wall though was the same inscription that Sheila had found
which led her to this place, and it was perfectly transcribed with no missing
sections at all. In trying to get around the alter to get a better look at the
ancient text Sheila brushed her torch against one of the oil lamps up on the
wall and to her amazement it actually caught the flame and lit up. She quickly
reversed her course and brought her torch up to the lamp on the other side and
it too ignited. These two along with her torch gave her enough light to see the
inscription clearly and she began to translate it onto the pad of paper she had
brought with her. The last line was hidden behind the alter so she stopped and
actually read what she had transcribed and found that due to the missing pieces
of what she had originally found she had made erroneous assumptions about what
the full message had said. She had gotten the directions correct and they had
led her to discover this chamber. But, where she assumed it was going to lead to
the tomb of some king or pharaoh instead she found the message telling her this
was one big trap designed to lead tomb robbers astray and capture them for all
eternity in the power of Anubis as commanded by Pharaoh himself! Sheila was not
a superstitious person and did not believe in Horus or any of the ancient
Egyptian gods so was not concerned with what the message was telling her.
Instead she wanted to see the last line of the inscription so she could
translate it and bring it to Professor Gymball as proof that she could be a
contributing member of the group.
This is where Sheila made her final
mistake. She worked her way around the side of the alter to get behind it, and
when she stepped on the stone floor in the middle of the space between the
alter and the back wall she felt more than heard the stone sink slightly down
and give a click as she set off a trap. Before she could even react she was
liberally doused by a large cloud of fine dust that emanated from the ceiling
directly above her. It was a large enough amount of dust that it covered her
from head to toe, and it happened so fast that it got in her eyes temporarily
blinding her and completely putting out her torch as well.
Sheila dropped her torch and
stumbled out from behind the alter while trying to get the dust out of her
eyes. What she didn’t see was the torch just disintegrated when it hit the
floor. At the same time the dust had fallen down on her and put out her torch,
all the rest of the oil lamps on the walls lit up with their own flames and
down at the entrance end of the chamber there was a grinding noise as if a
large stone had been shifted. Once Sheila managed to clear her vision she
looked down at her self only to find that she was coated from head to toe in a
thick layer of dust. She first brushed the dust out of her hair then began to
beat her skirt and blouse to get the dust off her clothing. On the first strike
of her hand to her clothes they began to disintegrate and fall away until in
just a matter of thirty seconds she was standing there completely nude. Not
even her boots had survived the destruction. She turned to look at the top of
the alter where she had left her other supplies and saw they were all heavily
coated in the same dust. When she tried to pick them up they simply fell apart
as her clothes had done leaving nothing behind and her with nothing at all.
While Sheila stood there lost in
thought and gaping in wonder at her predicament, she felt something gently
brushing around her right ankle. Too stunned at first to really look and see
what was going on she just tried to kick it away, but when she lifted her foot
up off the floor her whole foot and ankle was suddenly grabbed in a soft but
firm grip. Surprised she put her foot back down and looked to see what had just
grabbed her. What she saw scared her
badly. Her foot and ankle were wrapped in bandages up to her calf muscle! She
screamed out loud as she watched another bandage reach out and wrap around her
left leg just below her knee and begin to wind up her leg. At the same time she
felt something wrap around her right bicep and when she looked there was yet
another bandage there beginning to encircle her upper arm. Sheila quickly began
to grab the bandages and try to tear them off her limbs. But what happened is
the loose end that was not actually wrapped around her arm or leg just tore
free from the rest of the bandage leaving behind what was already covering her
flesh. Even as she was doing this more bandages were reaching out and starting
to encircle her on various other parts of her body. Sheila looked up and saw
that the bandages reaching for her were actually coming from the mummies
standing guard in the hall. She quickly figured out that they all must be tomb
robbers who had been caught down here and had been mummified alive by these
bandages, just as they were now trying to do to her!
Sheila managed to tear free a few
more bandages from her body, but they were now becoming too numerous to stop
them all so she started to run down the length of the hall past all the mummies
towards the only exit available. By this point she already had one foot fully
bound in a layer of bandages, her left knee was partially wrapped, her right
upper arm was half covered, she now had a three inch tall swath of bandages on
her right thigh, and her abdomen now sported a couple of turns of cloth as
well. As she ran the bandages continued to try to wrap her flesh in their firm
embrace but due to her motion some of the bandages missed. A number of others
managed to make contact with her but were unable to make a full loop before she
was out of their grasp as well. The rest of them though were able to get a good
grip on her and some of those even managed to get a wrap or three around her
before they were torn loose. Unfortunately for Sheila this meant that even
though the bandages were not able to continuously wrap her like they were
trying to, they were still managing to cover her slowly but surely. This also
meant that as the bandages continued to build up on her limbs her progress was
being slowed as her legs were slowly stiffening under the continual onslaught
from the bandages. Eventually she did get to the end of the hall where she had
come in at, only to find her way blocked by a huge stone that filled the entire
hall!
By this time Sheila had been
wrapped in bandages over eighty-five percent of her body. Both of her legs, her
entire torso, her entire left arm down to her wrist, her right upper arm and
both shoulders had disappeared under a covering of tightly wrapped bandages.
Even her crotch had been tightly bound. A small analytical corner of her mind
that had not gone and freaked out noted that at least she was no longer naked
and that the bandages were tightly supporting her breasts so they were no
longer bouncing around loosely as she ran. But this little corner was ignored
by the rest of her mind that was screaming incoherently at what was going on.
So far her neck and head, left
hand, and most of her right arm and entire right hand had not been touched, but
Sheila was certain that if she didn’t somehow get out of here that was not
going to last very long. Looking behind her the hallway appeared to be
completely filled there were so many writhing bandages trying to reach her. She
looked again at the stone blocking her way out and noticed there were several
rows of protruding knobs carved into the face of the rock, in frustration she
began beating on it and screaming out loud although she was certain that nobody
would ever hear her cries for help. By accident she hit one of the knobs and it
sank under her blow and was left flush with the stone! Sheila began pushing the
buttons randomly as fast as she could praying that she would hit upon the right
one to open the stone. As she swung her left arm back to strike the next button
she felt several bandages grab her at once around her left wrist, neck, left
hand, right bicep, right wrist and forearm, left knee, and right thigh. All of
these bandages actually pulled on her throwing her off balance and she fell
backwards in surprise watching as her left hand was rendered into a useless
appendage by being completely wrapped up. Even as she fell yet more bandages
were reaching towards her to further add to her eventual entombment. Once she
hit the floor her right arm and hand were very quickly wrapped up just like her
left had been treated leaving her unable to grasp anything at all with her
hands. Sheila tried to struggle and tear at the bandages but now it was nearly
impossible to stop them and her head quickly followed suit with just her eyes
remaining uncovered.
Sheila was now covered in one
complete, tight layer of bandages from head to toes with only her eyes
remaining visible. There were numerous bandages reaching out from the other
mummies that had a hold of her at this point and Sheila assumed that she would
continue to be wrapped until she was completely bound like the rest of the
mummies. But what happened next surprised her yet again. Instead of continuing
to wrap her in another layer, the bandages that had a hold of her began to pull
her back down the length of the hall towards the alter. She continued to try
and fight the bandages but she was now restricted in her movements as the
bandages had tightly wrapped her joints which limited her movement
considerably, even her screams for help were largely quieted by the bandages
that had covered her mouth. She was quickly dragged all the way to the alter
and then she felt herself being lifted up and found herself laid on top of the
alter with her legs and arms being firmly held down at the corners by several
loops of bandages around her wrists and ankles. Next she heard a quiet grinding
noise underneath her. After a couple of seconds she saw a thin necklace with a
small charm on it float up into her view. The loop of the necklace looked like
it would only just fit around her neck. It then drifted down and she felt its
tight grip as it clasped itself around her neck. A new bandage quickly wound
around her neck and upper chest sealing the necklace inside the wrappings. A
second larger charm came into view briefly before floating down in between and
just below her bound breasts, and that too was soon covered with more bandages.
Next Sheila felt the bandages
around her mouth and chin begin to move and she felt them move off from her lips.
She opened her mouth to let out a good loud scream and several bandages
suddenly leapt forward and began packing her mouth tight. In only a couple of
seconds there was so much cloth in her mouth that she felt like she couldn’t
even move her tongue. The bandages that had tricked her into opening her mouth
then moved back in place once again tightly sealing her lips shut and forcing
her jaws closed. Only this time her mouth was tightly packed and the best noise
she could now produce was a very quiet mewling in the back of her throat. The
next thing Sheila felt made her try to struggle fiercely to break free from the
grasp of the bandages holding her on the alter, but they were holding her too
tight and she could not break free. The bandages covering her crotch and anus
began to move and uncover those orifices. Once uncovered Sheila felt the
bandages begin to invade and stuff her nether regions without mercy. She tried
with all her might to clench her anus closed, but eventually the bandages began
to fill her rear deeply and fully while her uterus was being treated in the
same manner. Yet another charm floated up into view as the bandages were
attacking her. This one looked like it was made out of solid ivory and was
about two inches thick by six inches long. This charm moved down between her
legs and although she struggled as hard as she could it soon joined the
bandages that were packed inside her vagina and was held in place by the final
five yards of cloth to enter her there. The bandages filled her until they were
so tightly packed in that she felt hugely bloated underneath her tight layer of
wrappings. The original bandages that had covered her crotch and anus then
moved back into place to hold her newly packed orifices closed.
Now the expected second layer of
bandaging began to wrap Sheila in their firm tight grip from all sides at once
so it only took a couple of minutes before the second layer was completely
finished. And then a third layer was wrapped about her body. And a fourth and
fifth layer were added, yet her eyes continued to remain uncovered. All while
she was still held in a spread-eagle position. Once five layers had wrapped her
body the restraints holding Sheila’s wrists and ankles were released. By now
though Sheila could hardly move she was so tightly wrapped up in her five
layers of bandages. When she tried to get up she inadvertently brought her legs
together which produced a very uncomfortable sensation from the bandages that
were tightly packed inside her. Unfortunately for her when her legs came
together is when the bandages again began to wrap her up in a sixth layer. This
time they started at her ankles quickly binding them together and wrapping down
to the tips of her toes then working upwards from where they had caught her
ankles. The bandages wrapped her all the way up to her armpits before they
stopped, pinning her legs together and ensuring that she would not be able to
get off the alter on her own. Sheila still had some fight left in her so she
tried to resist the inevitable pinning down of her arms across her chest. But
the bandages, seeming to sense the end, grabbed her wrists and pulled her arms
down crossing them at the wrists between her heavily bandages breasts and then
quickly trapping them in place with yet more bandages being wrapped around her
torso. As her arms were pulled down into place two more charms floated up and
were placed on her chest above her breasts and were secured underneath the
palms of her hands as they were bound in place. Once her arms were completely pinned
down the bandages continued to wind around her neck and up her head to complete
the sixth layer of wrapping, but this time the final wraps tightly covered her
eyes as well completely sealing her inside her mummiform.
Sheila was now completely helpless
as the bandages continued to add layer after layer of bindings to her body. As
the layers were added more charms, numbering twenty in all, were included in
different areas and securely held in place by the bandages. All told fourteen
more layers were added bringing the total count up to twenty layers of
bandages. Long before the last layer was applied Sheila was completely and
totally immobilized inside her wrappings, not even able to twitch a single toe
or finger or even wiggle her head in the slightest. Once the final layer was
wrapped in place Sheila’s completed mummiform was lifted up off the alter and
began to float feet first down the hall. Inside her bandages she was so tightly
held that Sheila was not certain what was happening other than an odd sensation
of movement that was different than the rocking sensation she had felt while
the wrapping was continuing. When she reached the first empty half-sarcophagus
available she was turned into a standing position and placed facing outwards as
if looking at the mummy across the hall. Sheila could tell that she had been
placed in a standing position and realized that she was now the thirtieth mummy
interred and the first female to be entombed among the other twenty-nine grave
robbers here.
Now she is the tomb’s newest
resident, fated to stand here for all eternity and wait for the next person
foolish enough to be tempted by Pharaoh’s trap. And she too will assist in
their almost certain capture whether she wants to or not. Too bad Sheila will
never be able to tell the Professor about her amazing discovery or warn him to
stay away. Perhaps, if she is really lucky, then the next person entombed here
will be Professor Emetrius Gymball himself and Sheila will, in a way, be able
to pay him back for how he treated her.
Or maybe not.
