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lived for thousands of years.  Jeffrey couldn’t wait to hear this man’s story.  He opened his notebook.
    “Hastelloy, would you do me a favor and tell your story, starting from the interesting part this time.  You mentioned it all began in ancient Egypt, right?” Jeffrey prompted.
    “I did mention Egypt, but my story gets interesting far earlier than that.  If you’ll indulge me, I’ll begin my story out among the stars,” Hastelloy said as he eased back into his chair and settled in for the story to come.

Chapter 4:  Am I Seeing Things?
     
    Professor Russell had been excited to see the sonic density mapping results of the second and third pyramids, but neither turned up any new discoveries.  His disappointment only lasted a moment though.  All Brian needed to send his spirits back into the stratosphere was glance back at the first digital map and marvel at the four newly discovered chambers.
    “Just for good measure, let’s have a look at the Sphinx.  I doubt we’ll find anything since it’s well documented the sphinx was carved out of an existing rock formation rather than built from the ground up like the pyramids.  We’ve already had four surprises today though so why not try for five?” Professor Russell chuckled. 
    The results of the study were already beyond anything he could have imagined.  Finding just one chamber would have been a magnificent discovery, but four was completely off the charts.  It dwarfed even Howard Carter’s unearthing of King Tut’s tomb in 1922.
    As the computer generated a relief map of the Sphinx the professor’s jaw dropped open with amazement.  Had he been a cartoon character, his tongue would have rolled out across the floor for a passerby to trip over.  There was a large 10-foot by 30 foot room right in the middle of the monolith’s body.  Not only that, there was a tunnel leading to the chamber. The mysterious passage went down about three hundred feet and then moved in a straight line toward Cairo’s city center.
    “Please tell me I’m not the only one seeing this.  Another room, and a way into it,” the professor stammered.  “Can . . . can the helicopter follow that tunnel to its source without ground receptors in place?”
    After what seemed like an eternity, Alex finally snapped out of her trance.  “Yes.  It can track the density difference, but it can’t create an image.”
    “Who cares about a computer picture of the thing, I want to know where to find the entrance so I can get in there and see it for myself.  My God, this is incredible!” Professor Russell exclaimed.
    “Frank, track that density differential to its source,” Alex ordered into the microphone.
    “Alright, let me hang a bed sheet out the window so the wind can catch it and turn me in the right direction,” Frank responded over the radio.  “I swear to God this airship must have been built by the Vikings . . . Hail Mary mother of grace . . .”   Frank’s voice crackled and trailed off into the background as he continued his complaining.
    While they waited for Frank to follow the tunnel, Professor Russell stood and faced the observer from the Egyptian Organization of Antiquities.  The usually talkative old man had remained eerily silent for the past half hour and it concerned Brian.  Was the director suffering from a state of shock?
    “Dr. Andre.  Are you alright?” Professor Russell asked.  “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
    “You will have to excuse me professor,” Dr. Andre finally managed.  “I have been at this a very, very long time and I never thought this day would come.”
    The almost distressed look on the good doctor’s face soon morphed into a bright smile.  The transformation was completed with an enthusiastic clap of the hands.  “I have never been so happy to be proven so wrong.  Congratulations to both of you.  How long do you think until we hear back from Frank?”
    “Not long,” Alex replied.
    Ten painfully slow