The Thief of the Tombs

Slytunkhamen roamed through the tomb, hidden under a thin layer of invisability.

He knew there were goods here - food, money, crowns, everything.

Egyptian guards strolled through the room were a great Pharoah eternally slept.

Slytun crept into the first room, then silently slit a gaurds throat. He pocketed the guard's money

He was the most wanted man in Egypt and he didn't want to risk being caught, even if it meant killing.

Wiping the blood from the end of his hooked cane, Slytun felt his stomach rumble. He was a great thief, but he was living in the slums and had to find his own food.

"Who goes there!?" A voice cried.

His invisability must have worn out. Sprinting, he emerged fromt he tomb only to be greeted by 25 men.

The first of them all was the King's most trusted worker, Raggab. He was a vicious man.

Slytunkhamen circled slowly, looking around at the guards.

Suddenly he lashed out at the nearest man, who suddenly fell to the ground. The guards all huddled around the man, momentarily forgetting about the great thief.

Sytun turned an ran, a heap of grapes and around 100 dollars in his arms. A nearby camel was awaiting him, and he mounted it and rode silently into the egyptian shadows.