20171112

Day 1,162

The second they cracked the tomb's door open, the mechanism was triggered. While the wannabe grave-robbers crept along dusty corridors in search of the main antechamber, a series of gears and clicked into place, seemingly following their progress a few metres behind with near silent clicks.

This was not noticed until the next iron-wrought door swung open before them as if the hands of an invisible butler had been waiting all these centuries to usher them onto their soon-to-be ill acquired wealth. It made them hesitate, the rumours of hauntings and curses swarming their allegedly not-at-all-superstitious minds.

Above and below them the gears turned on, sparking the next series of mechanisms that would eventually lead to the entire mountainside collapsing to expose the tomb to the sky at long last. Not that the trespassing thieves noticed, not until they had been led right to the heart of the tomb to a room full of cryopods that had long since broken down, the dead inside no longer waiting for their bright future.

Some of the pods must have malfunctioned recently, their passengers looked almost alive. It made the trespassers seem more like murderers when the authorities arrived to find them crouched between what seemed to be the recently deceased.

While they were being prosecuted nobody heard the cryopods in the chamber below start their resurrection sequence. The creatures inside smelled the intruders and in a split second silenced the mountainside once more, dragging their feast back down below and flipping the switched that would bury the tomb once more, deeper and deeper still until the next rumours brought them more food.

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