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Samantha was not one to sit idly during a time like this. She had been on the other end of situations like this; she never thought for an instant that she'd be on the other end of a tomb like this. Why hadn't they posted someone on the entrance? Why hadn't she thought of it? The implications of this decision were no doubt going to fall back on her at some point. If she couldn't handle a small investigation, how on earth could Gringotts trust her in running the entire program in Scandinavia? Talks had been going around about another promotion for her, one that would put her in London a little more permanently. But at this point...she wasn't sure that was on the table anymore.

Samantha was running on very little sleep at this point. She was anxious and had spent most of the night searching every intricate detail of the tiny, cramped tomb in hopes that something in their surroundings would help them out. Her ability to read Egyptian hieroglyphs was not as strong as her ability to read Scandinavian ancient script, but as a historical specialist she felt like it was her duty to scope things out and do the legwork for the team.

She let out a sigh when Ethan let out his loud complaint. That attitude was not helping them, but nonchalant response wasn't helpful either. At this point, it was either work for a solution or sit and wait (and possibly rot in the process) for someone to rescue them. "All three of you knock it off," Samantha snapped, lack of sleep truly affecting her at this point. She was in the middle of a translation and the distraction caught her off guard. "Shit...this translation is difficult enough on its own without you all carrying on."