老鼠记者 · 26 The Mummy With No Name
THE HALL OF SARCOPHAGI While the others were admiring the beetles, I stepped into the next room to get as far away from the bugs as I could. The room was called the Hall of Sarcophagi. In it, a long row of sarcophagi leaned against one wall. The coffins were made of MARBLE, GRANITE. and PAINTED WOOD. There were even some made of GOLD! Many of the sarcophagi had faces painted on them. I guessed that these were the faces of the dead mice inside. CHEESE NIBLETS! Being around all of those dead mice was beginning to make me feel queasy. Then I spotted one sarcophagus that was empty.
I bent down to read its plaque, when. someone behind me pushed me inside! The lid closed on top of me with a sickening thud. I was trapped! "Help!!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. Moldy mozzarella! I was terrified beyond belief. Oh, how did I get myself into this mess? Tears rolled down my fur. Luckily, my friends had heard my Shouts. The lid opened and they quickly pulled me out of the coffin. "Were you crying, Uncle G?" Bugsy asked. "Um, er, no. I just got some dust in my eye," I lied. After all, I didn't want everyone thinking I was a 'fraidy mouse.
