[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][h3][b][color=f7976a]October 5th, 1924[/color][/b][/h3][hr][hr][/center]
	Akhmed shuffled through some papers at the front desk. He was a bit late getting in and had to do some catching up but at least he was here now even if he did look a bit disheveled. He really didn't anything going wrong today. Thankfully a cat inside of the museum wasn't something wrong. Vera had a cat. An [url=https://i.pinimg.com/236x/6b/f1/1f/6bf11f2b7a265441d7fdbbe5cc679044.jpg]Egyptian Mau[/url] named Merneith that roamed the hallways of the museum constantly. Since she had arrived there it had become like an unofficial mascot. Thankfully for Lauren, because of this, there was food available. Maybe not currently inside of the museum but there were traders outside known as Cat Meat Men that came by regularly. (Cat and dog food during this time tends to be a freshly made diet consisting of horse meat and other items of scraps.)

	Vera looked over at Josephine and nodded, the cat meowing and then hissing underneath the desk. It had to do with all those that had died so far or been hurt but yes it had to do with Peter particularly just then. Even if she didn't believe in hocus pocus and curses, she did believe in cause and effect. If she hadn't be researching her uncles death here in Cairo, she would have been in London right then. Peter wouldn't have come to Cairo and wouldn't have died in Cairo. 

	At least that was what Vera thought or had convinced herself of, George on the other hand wasn't convinced. Granted he knew a bit more about the situation than Vera and the others did. Looking over at the Lord Major he gave the man a nod and grunted slightly. [color=598527]"Mmm, yes. Peter died how he would have wanted to, protecting others,"[/color] he said as they headed for the morgue. Once there George took a position slightly behind the Lord Major as he spoke. The man at the desk looked up and nodded. 

	"Yes, I have these recovered from the body," he said as he stood up and opened a box on his desk. It contained various burned items. Gold cufflinks, a golden pocket watch, the wallet was burned beyond opening, only the handle of his walking cane remained, his revolver, and an oddly shaped piece of metal. George eyed the metal piece. 

	[color=598527]"Mmm, that piece is what was in his leg,"[/color] he said to Reginald. It was the piece that had pierced through Peters thigh. 

	"Would you like to see the body or is this enough to identify him?" the man asked. George hoped this would be enough for the Lord Major, he didn't want the man to look at the body. Who would want to look at corpse that burned.