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Black Pyramid

... over two hundred meter long corridor whizzed by with the aid of the hover transports. Bastet took the lead while the UNEOB team followed two abreast. They entered a larger area with statues, alien art and architecture featuring prominently. Bastet advised them not to crash into anything because Anubis would be angry if they did. Bringing his transport alongside hers, Miles asked Bastet if she could give him an idea of what Anubis wanted to see them for. "Anubis will tell you what you need to hear, and that is all I will say." They came to a junction with three passageways. Bastet led them into the middle one. The team experienced a strange shifting of space around them as a darkness quickly came over them. When they awoke to the light, they were in a chamber, their transports gone, standing before a throne carved out of black stone. Bastet stood on the right side and on the left laid a large terrifying crocodile-like beast with a mane of spikey tendrils and four legs that allowed it to stand like a lion rather than crawl like a normal crocodile. On the throne sat a man with the head of a jackal. Like Bastet, he wore leather sandals, arm and leg bracelets. Unlike her, his upper body was bare, save for a chest plating of precious metals studded with gems, and the white clothing beneath his belt stopped above his knees. Both he and she had olive skin. "I am Anubis," he said. "And I know who you are. All of you ." CHAPTER 7 Anubis descended the stairs leading up to his throne. ...

... His well-toned body striding towards them had the women hot and bothered. Sidney kept looking at the man's biceps and back at his own. Miles nudged him in the ribs to get him to stop staring. Anthony was very much chagrined to see his mother's eyes hungrily devour the sight of the approaching, very masculine figure. "It has been quite a while since I was last here on your world," said Anubis. "There has been much change. This particular land once boasted the greatest civilization of its time. I am saddened to see now that its only greatness lies in the preservation of what was and truly is no more." He stood before them, gazing deeply into their eyes with his own cold blue pair. "Change, yes, but also stagnancy and disease. The torch of civilization has been passed on from nation to nation. Some have risen to power, only to fall into insignificance. Lies and wars have riddled this planet to exhaustion. Your social and technological achievements take an unfair toll on your fellow man and the nature of this terra." He paused and contemplated with a fist pressed under his muzzle. "My current problem, privileged guests, is . . . I have to write a report for my superior. Ra. The report has to be honest, all-inclusive, comprehensive, readable, and positive in a way that doesn't patronize this world, nor excuse your atrocities. Would you be charitable enough to assist me? Hold that thought. Give me an answer after we've had lunch." CHAPTER 8 In a vast hall used for dining, two tables ...