Diary of a Mad Mummy (Updated)
(V1): The tour guide welcomes us to San Francisco. Then she shows us the famous Pyramid Building. Our sister (whose 5) asks when you’ll get to see the mummy. We don’t really wanna take her but what can we do? We’re always stuck with her. You decide not to let it ruin your trip. You’re in San Francisco. Your room has a great view and this month in the lobby there will be a display of ancient, Egyptian, artifacts. Your brother makes a joke and says “I want my mummy.” You tell your sister you’ll see the mummy when the tour guide is out of the way. The mummy is on display in the glass case and it just winked at you.
Then you see the mummy’s arm move. You tip toe to get a better look and see that the mummy is banged in a gold-painted wooden box. It’s a king from more than four thousand years ago and it’s giving you creepy vibes. When the crowd moves, you go for a closer look. Part of it’s face is wrapped. Part of it isn’t. It’s hideous! The skin you can see is dry and leathery and stretched too tight over his nose. You back away from the case. As you do your foot bumps into something.
None of your family is paying you any attention. You pick it up and it’s folded pages tied together with grass. The pages say. “This is the first day in my tomb. I am wrapped so tightly that I fear I may never breathe again. The bandages that preserve me are a prison. I am a king, yet they have brought me here, drained me of my blood, and bound me with bandages. Against my will! Stop! I beg them. Do not do this horrible thing! I am not dead! I am alive!”
“I am embalmed alive. Me. The pharaoh. The king! And why? For one reason only. Because, upon my neck, I bear a strange birthmark — a red stain in a strange shape that frightens my people. They think it is a sign of evil. Even I am not sure what it means. Does it really mean I am evil? Could I actually hurt people? Am I mad?”
“Each night my spirit walks the earth. For centuries. Each night my spirit writes this diary. But now, at last, my chance has come. Tonight, my body will walk the earth! Tonight, here in this strangest of all pyramids, I will escape my prison!” Realizing that he must be writing the diary with his mind, we then take the pages and stick them in our shirt.
Your mom calls you and tells you to get your sister, but you want to read more of the diary. You decide to sneak back tonight and see if the mummy escapes. (20, 43) So, you tell the mummy, I’ll see you later and see it’s arm move again. That night when everyone is sleep you slip out of the hotel, and walk into the lobby of the museum. The guard is sleep. When you look at display case it’s broken. The mummy is gone!
As you examine closer, you see a trail of bandages. You pick them up but then hear a noise. Someone is coming from the far side of the lobby. I pick up the bandages (51, 18) You start to daydream about the mummy, but then the footsteps break you out of the trance. When you try to drop the cloth is starts to wrap itself around your whole body. The mummy steps out of the shadows and comes right for you.
He’s now fact to face with you and he touches your face. A shock runs through you and he starts to transform … into YOU! He runs off. Then you realize somehow your skin is now leathery and dry. He’s swapped bodies with you. You decide to try to unwrap the bandages (47, 15) before the guard wakes up (and he’s starting too). You start to unravel the bandages as fast as you can. Then you look in the mirror and see… mummy flesh. YOUR STILL A MUMMY! You scream and wake the guard up.
He pulls something out of his pocket and you think it’s a gun at first but it’s a walkie talkie. He radio’s George to come quick because there’s trouble. We try to tell him we’re a kid but discover we can’t talk. You transform completely into a living mummy. You try to fight the guards but they over power you and stuff you into a sarcophagus.
They take me (clawing and scratching) to a car and put me in the trunk. George wants to try to make a fortune off us. The other man wants to take us back. George says they’ll flip a coin. Heads the other guy wins. Tails they’ll do what he says (67, 17) It’s heads but there is no “heads”. It’s a two-sided coin. Now in reverse. THE END!
(V2):
The tour guide welcomes us to San Francisco. Then she shows us the famous Pyramid Building. Our sister (whose 5) asks when you’ll get to see the mummy. We don’t really wanna take her but what can we do? We’re always stuck with her. You decide not to let it ruin your trip. You’re in San Francisco. Your room has a great view and this month in the lobby there will be a display of ancient, Egyptian, artifacts. Your brother makes a joke and says “I want my mummy.” You tell your sister you’ll see the mummy when the tour guide is out of the way. The mummy is on display in the glass case and it just winked at you.
Then you see the mummy’s arm move. You tip toe to get a better look and see that the mummy is banged in a gold-painted wooden box. It’s a king from more than four thousand years ago and it’s giving you creepy vibes. When the crowd moves, you go for a closer look. Part of it’s face is wrapped. Part of it isn’t. It’s hideous! The skin you can see is dry and leathery and stretched too tight over his nose. You back away from the case. As you do your foot bumps into something.
None of your family is paying you any attention. You pick it up and it’s folded pages tied together with grass. The pages say. “This is the first day in my tomb. I am wrapped so tightly that I fear I may never breathe again. The bandages that preserve me are a prison. I am a king, yet they have brought me here, drained me of my blood, and bound me with bandages. Against my will! Stop! I beg them. Do not do this horrible thing! I am not dead! I am alive!”
“I am embalmed alive. Me. The pharaoh. The king! And why? For one reason only. Because, upon my neck, I bear a strange birthmark — a red stain in a strange shape that frightens my people. They think it is a sign of evil. Even I am not sure what it means. Does it really mean I am evil? Could I actually hurt people? Am I mad?”
“Each night my spirit walks the earth. For centuries. Each night my spirit writes this diary. But now, at last, my chance has come. Tonight, my body will walk the earth! Tonight, here in this strangest of all pyramids, I will escape my prison!” Realizing that he must be writing the diary with his mind, we then take the pages and stick them in our shirt.
Your mom calls you and tells you to get your sister, but you want to read more of the diary. You duck into the elevator to get away to read the diary. You press UP but it starts going down and takes you to the basement. We decide the diary can wait and explore the basement a little. Weirdly there aren’t any furnaces or boilers. We take a tunnel that slopes to the right (70, 83). You feel a draft and then smell burning rubber but you keep going (93, 83). We keep walking and fall down a slope into a tar pit. THE END!
(V3)
The tour guide welcomes us to San Francisco. Then she shows us the famous Pyramid Building. Our sister (whose 5) asks when you’ll get to see the mummy. We don’t really wanna take her but what can we do? We’re always stuck with her. You decide not to let it ruin your trip. You’re in San Francisco. Your room has a great view and this month in the lobby there will be a display of ancient, Egyptian, artifacts. Your brother makes a joke and says “I want my mummy.” You tell your sister you’ll see the mummy when the tour guide is out of the way. The mummy is on display in the glass case and it just winked at you.
Then you see the mummy’s arm move. You tip toe to get a better look and see that the mummy is banged in a gold-painted wooden box. It’s a king from more than four thousand years ago and it’s giving you creepy vibes. When the crowd moves, you go for a closer look. Part of it’s face is wrapped. Part of it isn’t. It’s hideous! The skin you can see is dry and leathery and stretched too tight over his nose. You back away from the case. As you do your foot bumps into something.
None of your family is paying you any attention. You pick it up and it’s folded pages tied together with grass. The pages say. “This is the first day in my tomb. I am wrapped so tightly that I fear I may never breathe again. The bandages that preserve me are a prison. I am a king, yet they have brought me here, drained me of my blood, and bound me with bandages. Against my will! Stop! I beg them. Do not do this horrible thing! I am not dead! I am alive!”
“I am embalmed alive. Me. The pharaoh. The king! And why? For one reason only. Because, upon my neck, I bear a strange birthmark — a red stain in a strange shape that frightens my people. They think it is a sign of evil. Even I am not sure what it means. Does it really mean I am evil? Could I actually hurt people? Am I mad?”
“Each night my spirit walks the earth. For centuries. Each night my spirit writes this diary. But now, at last, my chance has come. Tonight, my body will walk the earth! Tonight, here in this strangest of all pyramids, I will escape my prison!” Realizing that he must be writing the diary with his mind, we then take the pages and stick them in our shirt.
Your mom calls you and tells you to get your sister, but you want to read more of the diary. You duck into the elevator to get away to read the diary. You press UP but it starts going down and takes you to the basement. We decide the diary can wait and explore the basement a little. Weirdly there aren’t any furnaces or boilers. We take the stone steps to the left. (70, 83 Eventually when you come outside you see sand, camels, the pyramids, and the desert. That’s right. You’re in Egypt. This has to have something to do with the diary. When you look at it now it’s not in English anymore and has hieroglyphics.
The people are in modern clothes so you still have a chance to get home. You turn back to the steps but a security guard is there and tells you “No entrance. The Great Pyramid is not opened.” Even tho you tell him you just came from there. You tell him you just came from the Pyramid Building and he scoffs and says that silly building in America. Then you show him the diary and tell him it changed from English to hieroglyphics but a man walks up and says he sees you found the famous diary of the Buthrama-Man and says give it to him. (5, 22, 106).
The American examines the diary. The Egyptian says don’t trust him. He’s a thief. The man says his name is Webster McArthur Wobbly the third and he’s not a thief. He’s a professor of ancient studies at Cairo University. He offers to buy you a lemondade and take you to Cairo to talk about buying the diary. The Egyptian warns not to go with him. (28. 22)
We decide to trust Web Woobly and he hails a camel driver. We start to have second doubts and say I think I’ll Walk, but he says too late. He takes us to Cairo, gets us the lemonade, and offers us two thousand dollars for the diary (63, 114). We accept the offer but he says he only has one-hundred on him. He says he’ll give you the rest in 2hrs and gives you a certain café to meet him at. You start to say you don’t think so but he snatches the diary and leaves.
You take a taxi to the Mouski. One hour goes by. Then two. You realize you’ve been had. You look around for a place to make a international call. A man rides up on a camel and tells you your life is in danger. The Arab man gives you a camel and tells you to go, but not where. So, you get on and just get as far away as you can but you have the feeling someone’s following you. You try to lose the men only you don’t. They catch up to you, knock you off the camel, and then take off with the camel. You’d been had twice in a day. THE END!
My Thoughts:
These endings… They all just kind of trail off. The first had potential with the mummy swap. Then after George wins it goes nowhere. The story doesn’t tell what he does with the mummy. The second one is just blah. The third was actually different than the one I originally picked. I wanted to see if I could get a better ending but no. You think with two men after me it would give me something a little more interesting than they just wanted to steal my camel.
Rating: 5