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The last place Samantha wanted to be was in a small room with two wizards and a snake. Honestly, this--she would take the yetis they ran into in Norway over this whole ordeal. At least they had been easy to tame. But no, while she was in the middle of complex hieroglyphs that weren't even her true area of expertise (there's only so much time you can devote to different ancient scripts, in all honesty), she had to think about the giant deadly cobra that was currently at her back. As long as she didn't make any loud sounds, it would be fine. She could keep translating...but that plan also counted on Ethan and Nico continuing to distract.

She let out an annoyed huff as she read over the same sentence twice. She was exhausted, mentally and physically, and was at the point of cursing herself for not sleeping when she'd had the chance. She scanned the text when suddenly, things began clicking together. It wasn't that she had been going at the translations wrong, but--yes, there was a pattern! She simply had to change her reading pattern to get some more sense out of the text.

And according to the section she was reading, the snake was a safeguard placed by ancient wizards to provide protection to their long dead pharaoh in the afterlife. Obvious enough...but there, towards the end of the passage. "Southwest corner! Third tile from the southern wall, sitting directly against the western." Samantha called out, still looking at the hieroglyphs. "Oh, shit, no no! That's not--" she had become excited as she read and called out before finishing up the thought. There wasn't anything but a booby trap and another headache of a mess waiting for whoever decided to step on that third brick from the south wall near the southwest corner.

"Five to the East of that and we should be able to open an exit," she said, turning around just in time to see one of her colleagues about to step on the wrong bloody tile...