[hr][hr][center][img]http://fontmeme.com/embed.php?text=Deeper%20Than%20The%20Sands:%20Chapter%20One&name=prinp___.ttf&size=30&style_color=f7976a[/img][hr][@rivaan] [@Morose] [@FantasyChic] [@Nallore] [@Sigil] [@ONL][hr][h3][b][color=f7976a]October 4th, 1924 - 11:50 p.m. Local Time[/color][/b][/h3][hr][hr][/center]
	Vera wanted to learn more, but she understood what was going on. It was nearly midnight, the day was nearly over. They all had been through the ringer so far and they had lost one of their own. Sure they had not been well acquainted, she had only just met Haakon and Aziza and Harry but they were all gone. All three in some terrible accident. Two different accidents but accidents none the less. And it seemed that Haakons was no accident, just meant to appear as such. Was it the same for the other two? She didn't know. She had questions. Questions about his death, about their deaths, about the brandings, about the break into her office, about the missing tiles, about Bastet, about everything. 

	Peter crept into her mind. Where was he? Was he a victim of some accident as well? No, he was fine. She kept telling herself that he was fine. That he had gone back to the museum, found they were gone and headed back to the barracks. Found his uncle and he and Reginald were having a fine cup of tea right then. Yes, they were having tea and catching up since they hadn't had much of a chance. Yes, that was where Peter was and George as well. They were fine. 

	Neema wasn't so sure of things but she was ready to wrap things up for the night as well. At least with this group. She nodded and gave her [i]thanks for coming, it was a pleasure, you are most welcomes[/i] and so forths. Aton looked at Mosi and smiled. "Of course, I hope you enjoy it," he said with a kind voice but excused himself so he could head out as well. 

	Akhmed looked over at Josephine. "Would you like me to escort you back to your hotel?" he asked her, holding his hand out. He had no intention of letting her walk the streets alone. Not after everything that had happened. 

	It wasn't long until the group was walked out of the building and everyone said their good byes. Seemed people were breaking off into different groups so no one was going alone. Vera stating, [color=f7976a]"Yes please, let's say the Barracks around ten A.M.? I will be at the museum before then,"[/color] she said before climbing into a car and heading for the barracks. She had to check in with Reginald. Not only to see if things were coming together for them to depart but to check on Peter. He had to be back by now right?

	Neema packed a small bag for each of them as they left, to ensure they had something to eat should they get hungry again before morning. Before Akhmed had left he invited Mosi to come back to the museum tomorrow morning if she would like. 

	Outside of the Statistical Department George sat down, coughing. The fire had engulfed the building and beside him lay three bodies, covered with a sheet of fabric. The local fire department had given up trying to put out the blaze. All they could do was try to ensure it didn't spread to another building. 

	"Sir are you okay?" one man asked him and he nodded. 

	[color=598527]"Mmm,"[/color] was all he said as he nodded.