Greek Runaway

Είκοσι επτά (Twenty Seven)

3rd Person's POV

"You're watching New York 1. News all morning. Thanks for joining us. There is a fresh blanket of snow. But it's not the snow that's got New Yorkers talking. It's what's in the snow. There are dinosaur tracks along West 81 st Street. Here's the remarkable video. These appear to be Tyrannosaurus Rex tracks... ...and they lead straight to the Museum of Natural History."

"Authorities have found what appear to be cave drawings in the subway."

"Neanderthals atop the museum roof. Elaborate hoax or publicity stunt? You be the judge, but one thing's for sure: The folks at the Natural History Museum have really outdone them..."

Dr. McPhee turned the TV off. After enough of the stories had been played for Larry to see.

"Any explanation at all?" He asked him. Larry thought for a little bit.

"No. Got nothing."

"Good. I'll take your keys and your flashlight." He said and held out his hands. Larry then handed Dr. McPhee his keys and flashlight. They both left his office then and went into the lobby and it was packed with people. Busier than it had ever been.

"Folks, this way." A man said ushering people out of the cold. Dr. McPhee handed Larry the keys and flashlight back and went to go do something else.

Next career day, Nicky was so excited to tell his dad. And his dad was excited to go and talk about his career to the kids.

"My name is Nick Daley. My Career Day parent is my dad. He's the night watchman at the Museum of Natural History." Nicky said introducing him.

"Hey, how's it going? Well, Nicky said it: I'm the night watchman at the Museum of Natural History. Let me tell you something: That's when history comes alive. How many of you guys have been over to the museum?" Larry said starting his presentation.

Later that night Larry decided that the museum earned a party. There was loud music, dancing, and a limbo bar, and they even found a soccer ball. Larry watched everyone from the balcony. He watched Christopher Columbus kick the soccer ball and make a goal.

"Goal!" Attila yelled making Larry laugh a little. Shortly after the new remote control car came driving by with Rexy following with Nicky back on top.

"Hey, it's getting late. Are you ready to go home?" Larry asked Nicky.

"Nope." He answered making Larry laugh.

"Let's ride," Jedediah said and drove the car away as Rexy followed. Larry looked and saw Ahkmenrah dancing.

Larry's POV

I looked over the balcony and watched Ahkmenrah dance. That's when I had realized that I hardly know anything about him. Okay, scratch that. I know nothing about him. Just that he was a pharaoh. I walked down the stairs and over to him.

"Hey Ahk," I said. "I can call you that right?" He stopped dancing when he saw me.

"Yes, it is fine. I was called Ahk by many people. How can I help you, Larry?" He asked me.

"I've just realized I don't know about your past." He looked pained when I mentioned it. "We can start slow," I suggested. He nodded and we went and sat on a bench. "How old are you?"

"Some 3,000 years old."

"How old were you when you died?"

"26. I was killed on my wedding day. And it was never proven who killed me." He said answering my next question.

"You were engaged?"

"Yes, do you think she was buried and mummified also?"

"Probably. We can search her on the Internet." I suggested and he followed me into the security office and I sat in front of the computer monitor.