Howard cringes at the description. "If I didn't know better, I'd say your universe just tried to one-up my universe for the most awful thing it can come up with."
He doesn't know how to feel about the sarcophagus, but rather suddenly he's feeling the closeness of the walls in the chamber. Feeling that mummy staring into space one room over. Feeling like he can hear the water in the pipes from a civilization long dead running through the floor and from the tower.
It's a miracle machine.
It's a torture device.
What would happen if they put the mummy in the other room in here? What would it feel like to be the one in the sarcophagus? Rory told him death was unimaginably painful, but wouldn't it get duller over time, the way hunger pains do? Or is it more immense than that?
He needs air. "I'll go up and tell Eneesh. I need to stretch my legs anyway. Need sunlight, you know. Vitamin D and all." Without asking Daniel's permission, he leaves, taking his metal spar and flashlight with him.
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He doesn't know how to feel about the sarcophagus, but rather suddenly he's feeling the closeness of the walls in the chamber. Feeling that mummy staring into space one room over. Feeling like he can hear the water in the pipes from a civilization long dead running through the floor and from the tower.
It's a miracle machine.
It's a torture device.
What would happen if they put the mummy in the other room in here? What would it feel like to be the one in the sarcophagus? Rory told him death was unimaginably painful, but wouldn't it get duller over time, the way hunger pains do? Or is it more immense than that?
He needs air. "I'll go up and tell Eneesh. I need to stretch my legs anyway. Need sunlight, you know. Vitamin D and all." Without asking Daniel's permission, he leaves, taking his metal spar and flashlight with him.