Mystery Mummy Delivery
In crates
And only realized after the goods were sold and there was a note in the management of the household of the benefactor, if the sarcophagus box, it turned out to be the mummy of their boss's son. Hence he was trying to catch up to return to his original position. To feel not violate the rules against people who have contributed greatly to the survival of the foundation.
“Keep how?“
“Yes already, if it is with you, after all it has also been given by colleagues out there, who bought the box from us.“
“We are also this confusion.“
“All now we leave the management to you.“
He put it all up to the boss. Whether it wants to be placed in a museum, or just over function elsewhere, it has been completely released. Clearly everyone was relieved and relieved. No more burden.
“Ya I have retreated,“ he said.
And others just sit back, unable to think what to do again. Shoot too, his hands are gone. Moreover, firing words of love, obviously not able to.
“Not said from the beginning he was well?“ said Tour Boss. “That might be resolved well, if the initial goal is indeed for the wrong thing.“
Everyone feels like it's the end. The journey of a mystery. Sometimes they decorate life. To succeed his mother. But not everyone is relieved. All that is left is to wait for another mystery. Which needs to be exposed. Although the reality is not pleasant. But knowing the end of the seriousness of the story will unravel one truth. Which sometimes is not so good. But unfolded, not always in an obscure veil.
“Tanjur bengep like this. How is this the demand?“ grumbling continues him. As if nothing fits. And nothing satisfies the mind. Because everything has happened. And left a mark. Ex from all the disappointments. Due to the overflowing anger. The pain that whack. And the next one is mixed. To end at this one time. The real ending is sad. For body and mind. Who is already sick. Perih and bothered. For the taste that is spilled. For the lost hope. Cannot be described with words. It can only be healed with time. Perhaps the pain in the visible body will soon be cured. Only for the taste that does not seem bada inner will be more difficult to cure. As his brain's performance. Which may disappear with the loss of a memory that still bathes his frozen brain cells. It could be just for a moment. In a sense, for the next second already able to forget it. As far as the pain is still lingering. And the strong its weak restraint also depended on the self of a name. It could be just a moment. Or even until the end of life as far as can still be remembered, will still decorate the chaos in his mind. The turmoil and the grudge continue to imprint and freeze in the hollows of emptiness of his forgiveness. And now starting to try to scrape it little by little will try to eliminate it.
As Kriting felt his body aches. Become months for the opponent who is very powerful naturally. But now silence it, at most will be treated to a sophisticated expert doctor. To then continue his daily life again comfortably and proudly has succeeded in completing one unique case that has no solution, and the results are really strange.
