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The snap of a photo marked Huxley’s entrance into the room. It was musty and old, just like most tombs were, but this wasn’t a normal tomb. No, this one was crawling with Hunters who wanted the jewel embedded in her chest.

“Why exactly do I have to be caught up in this ancient battle for power, Mister Lee?” she called out, swinging her sword next to her. The hilt was slightly curved, following the curve of the blade at mirrored point. She pressed the point to the ground as a mysterious voice answered.

“I am not your ‘Mister Lee’,” It informed her, “I am, in fact, the Sandman. And I would like you to play in one of my games.”

Then the floor opened up.

She landed with her fist to the ground, then looked around to see a jungle. Huxley looked up to see a bright sun, then snapped a photo of it. it would be best to move forwards, just to see where I am. 

And, as the Irish hothead moved forwards, she saw a temple.

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