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they had been on the night before. A
fine white dust coated every surface. Body parts were indiscernible from
concrete slabs.
    The remains of the
undead were removed and stacked into large mounds prepped for incineration. Heads
in one pile, hearts in a second, and the bodies in the third. It was the only
way to ensure that the victims of the curse were cataloged and one hundred
percent exterminated. The information would be handed over to the local
authorities to resolve the growing missing person cases in the city.
    With twilight
falling, the cleaners were running out of daylight to work. The workers were in
the process of erecting high ultraviolet lights to keep the pale ones at bay. Lilly
stooped down and brushed her fingers against the fine dust that had retained
the heat of the fire. There is no way they made it out, she thought. Damn
it.
    One of the UV lights
above her head flickered on. A few feet ahead, a reflective flash caught her
eye among the debris. She kicked away the chunks of rock. A long thick gold
chain lay coated in white dust. When all eyes were turned she stooped and cupped
the necklace in her hand.
    Kit sauntered over.
“Let’s blow this place. I’ve had enough of burning flesh to last me a lifetime.
Plus, I’m hungry.”
    Kit’s statement was
a testament to how numb they had grown to the whole ordeal. Gone were the days
when she would become physically sick over the sights and smells.
    “Yeah, let’s go.” Lilly
stood and pocketed her treasure.
    During the twenty
minute motorcycle ride to the museum, she noted how surprisingly quiet the
streets were. The hit on aqueduct had made a significant dent in the reven’s
numbers. At least for tonight.
    The museum doors
were in the process of being secured when they arrived. Lilly had requested a
night off for both her and Kit after a second altercation broke out with
Rebecca. Better to let things cool down for a while. They could work with
Kendra on her research, tucked safe and secure behind the walls of the museum.
    Well, Kendra would
work on her research. Kit would goof off, and Lilly would wander the halls of
the building. Either way it was time spent together. Sort of.
    Kit pulled the cork
out of the wine bottle and poured three glasses. “Cheers, sisters!”
    Lilly smiled at her
two younger siblings. They had been through so much, and yet they’d found a
moment to laugh together, despite the lack of cheer these days. Hell, the last
five years, for that matter. She sipped her wine, then stuffed a piece of
cheese in her mouth. “Any luck deciphering the symbols I gave you?”
    Kendra covered her palm
over her mouth, attempting to chew her food before she spoke. “It’s a form of
ancient hieroglyphics. Interestingly enough, the glyphs predate the references
I currently have in the archive.”
    “I’m assuming
Egyptian?” Lilly sat forward on their makeshift picnic blanket that consisted
of a torn fabric tapestry.
    “Yes and no,”
Kendra said. “The glyphs have similar features but are unique unto themselves. The
only Egyptian symbols that I could find that even came close were the ones used
predominantly in pharaohs’ tombs, referencing the underworld and afterlife.”
    Kit scowled.
“Surprise, surprise. Why is it we always seemed to come back to something dead
and rotting?”
     “Actually, the
Egyptian’s embalming was advanced for their time,” Kendra said. “The
preparation lent to very little decay. When done properly, it was thought that
the soul which resided in the heart would be reunited with the body in the
afterlife.”
    “Someone should
tell those bastards we kill every night to go peacefully into their little
afterlife.” Kit chugged her wine and wiped her hand across her lips. “It would
make my life a whole lot more enjoyable.”
    Lilly leaned back
along the bookcase and twirled a blonde strand of her hair. “Well, considering
this all started when a tomb was exhumed, we can only assume it was cursed.”
    Kit