Walking with the others, Andrew’s eyes widened at the sight of the chained coffin. His eyes drifted to the other people as they spoke and he sighed a little.

Dream or not, this was too real – and there was no logical explanation as to why they were sharing the same dream.

Approaching the coffin, Andrew grabbed a hold of one of the chains and shook it a little, “Whatever is in this coffin, I feel like it ought to stay there,” he said as he stepped away and turned to the rest of the group, “Does anyone have any ideas as to what is going on? Mummy, corpse, or perhaps even the undead – this is making me uneasy.”

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