Curse of the Mummy's Uncle by J. Scott Savage

Author:J. Scott Savage
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2015-04-20T04:00:00+00:00

It turned out finding the hidden boxes wasn’t quite as easy as listening for a generator. By the time the boys had gone around the pyramid and across the back twice, they were all exhausted.

“Let’s take a break,” Nick said, collapsing onto one of the pyramid’s stone steps.

Angelo stared into the forest. “We’ll never be able to hear the generators with all the noise coming from the animals out there.”

Carter plopped down beside them. “I don’t think I could hear anything over the growling of my stomach.”

Angelo unzipped his pack and pulled out a bag of beef jerky. “Maybe this will help.”

Carter’s mouth dropped open like a ventriloquist puppet whose shoestring had just been pulled. “You’ve had beef jerky all this time and you didn’t tell me? What kind of friend are you? That’s like not telling a man dying of thirst in the middle of the desert that you have an ice-cold pitcher of cherry Kool-Aid.”

Angelo dangled the bag in front of his friend’s face. “Do you want it or not?”

Carter grabbed the bag, ripped it open, and shoved pieces of jerky into his mouth, making disgusting chewing noises.

Nick tilted his head to see if he could hear the voices he assumed must be ghostly spirits inside the pyramid. Fortunately, they seemed to be able to contact him only when he was inside too.

“Hearing the voices again?” Angelo asked.

Nick started. “I didn’t tell you guys about the voices. How did you know?”

“It was either that or you were going crazy from jungle fever.” Carter tilted his head. “Dude, you’ve been hearing dead people ever since you got turned into a zombie. It only makes sense you’d hear dead people around a pyramid, doesn’t it?”

Nick gave an embarrassed smile. His friends knew him so well. “Yeah, but I’ve only heard them in graveyards. And even then, only when I could see the ghosts. I was thinking maybe I was . . .” He shrugged. “Imagining things. This place creeps me out.”

Carter punched him lightly on the shoulder. “We believe you. Even if you are crazy.”

“You heard them inside the pyramid of the moon today, didn’t you?” Angelo asked. “That’s how you knew what it said on the door.”

Nick heaved a heavy sigh. “And last night in the pyramid of the sun. I was kind of hoping I’d imagined them. But then this morning . . .” He flapped his hands.

“Do you think they’re . . . dead people? Inside the pyramids?” Carter asked around a mouthful of jerky.

Nick snorted. “If they’re stuck inside there, I’m pretty sure they couldn’t still be alive.”

The boys sat and considered the idea of ghosts that were hundreds or thousands of years old speaking to Nick from inside an ancient Mayan pyramid. Nick had thought it was kind of cool talking to ghosts back in the graveyard near his home. But here in the middle of a jungle, far from anything familiar, it was so creepy it gave him chills.

“Could you understand them?” Angelo asked. “Or were they speaking Mayan?”

Nick scratched his cheek.

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