The caverns go from wide to narrow very quickly.

  Amen, Aziza and Ziyad are deeper in the earth and the forgotten caverns.

  The fish like lines of information keep floating all over the walls in a beautiful, water like movement in Amen's displays.

  I wish I could tell them. I wish I could explain it.

  Ziyad looks in the torch light at some treasure chests.

  He pulls up a SHRUNKEN HEAD.

  And then another one.

  He starts swinging them around, laughing.

  Aziza is horrified. "Do you not have any respect?!"

  "No. Not really," Ziyad says, tossing the heads behind his back. "Have you seen how they do this?!"

  "I'm trained in it," Aziza warns.

  "Hey. There is a cat over there," Amen points.

  Ziyad sees the mummified and shrunken cat and grabs it.

  He starts to meow over and over.

  Amen laughs.

  Ziyad tries juggling the heads and the cat all at the same time.

  He then twirls in a circle, dancing.

  The scalp of one of the heads rips off, sending the head across the room and leaving the scalp stuck in Ziyad's hands.

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  It hits a booby trap in the wall.

  A loud crash is followed by popping and cracking sounds going off.

  All of Amen's warnings flash on his display, and his radar kicks in, showing platforms moving and turning in the walls and sand.

  Suddenly, the shrunken head on the ground is split in half by blades.

  Amen, Ziyad, and Aziza stare at the scene.

  Ziyad then looks at his cousin and friend and chuckles.

  "See! I am useful!"

  The expedition keeps moving down the dark caverns, that now open up into a huge, cavernous room in the dark again.

  The torches are like a pin in the darkness. Ziyad walks forward, smiling.

  "Great! It is about time! All these narrow caverns were getting on my nerves."

  Amen grabs his cousin and pushes him away. His displays flashing red, and Ziyad's heartbeat is shown going through his glowing chest.

  "It's a trap, you fool," Amen whispers.

  "How do you know?!" Ziyad says, pushing his cousin back.

  "They want you comfortable," Amen says back. "Hand me that."

  Amen points towards a small idol that is buried in the sand.

  "I like this," Ziyad says grabbing it. "It's mine."

  "You didn't even see it. Hand it over."

  Ziyad reluctantly does.

  Amen tosses the idol towards the middle of the widening room.

  Immediately, a trigger is hit, and all the sand and dirt in front of them rushes away like water or the OCEAN.

  Spikes are now revealed in the floor as the sand drains away.

  Impalement awaited them.

  A path of hard earth is revealed to the side of it.

  Amen looks at Ziyad.

  "I knew that, cousin. I was just making sure you still had it."

  Amen's tomb raiding points keep adding up.

  Aziza watches him, wondering why he is always looking like something is floating in front of him.