The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

While Sylvie and Frank continued their conversation, a rustling sound could be heard from a sarcophagus.

Instead of getting spooked, Sylvie exclaimed excitedly, "Could it be a zombie? I've never seen one in my years of tomb exploration-I'd die happy if I actually see one!"

Frank smiled in wry amusement-was this what a professional archaeologist should be saying?

Still, it was understandable since tomb exploration movies were the trend, and being in the business meant Sylvie might be hoping to get in on the action too.

Frank then strode up, ready to open the sarcophagus, when he remembered something.

Turning to Sylvie, he asked, "Should I open it?"

Archaeology was not tomb raiding—one did not simply pry into any oddities, and restoration was priority. They must not destroy anything if possible, which was why Frank would like Sylvie's opinion.

"Just open it." Sylvie shrugged. "Oddities have to be investigated, or they would terrorize the next guy."

Frank chuckled and gently opened the sarcophagus with one hand, gently putting the lid down.

Inside lay a rotting corpse-unlike the others Syvlie had seen, this one was well- preserved as if the person had only died decades ago.

Its blood-red clothes were also bright as new!

clothes

relics and

from olden

was as if someone had

had been here.

post-Elizabethan was actually tradeable, but

to something-the tomb raiders were not here to

that out," Frank chuckled cheekily

look, not sure what he was

out and sprang toward Sylvie, as if it

nerves of steel and sidestepped

caught it and held

a weary smile. "Count your blessing that you're with me. Ms. Ingram or anyone

chuckled. "Have you considered why this centipede can

the centipede huge, but she had

"Why?" she asked.

since

about