Another adventure, another archeological treasure. But things take an unexpected twist and Indiana is not amused.
He was not amused, after all that happened he was not amused at all. However, his traveling companions were amused, very amused, but that ended when a cold glare made them freeze in place and they eyed the threatening whip that the hero gripped.
With a few awkward nods, they left, assuming it was best to give the adventurous archeologist some time alone to think, to cope, and to face reality. Although the thought should be in a strange way a compliment, he felt more as if it was insult.
After a wild chase and another adventure, he found out that the archeological treasure which the villains wanted to sell in an over priced auction in the black market was not a mummy of mystical powers, as he had initially thought. Nor was it the dead body of a legendary hero to complete a complicated magic spell. It was the body of a hero alright, but the hero was very much alive.
He huffed, "I'm not an archeological treasure yet," honestly he didn't feel that old. Indiana Jones was not amused.
Inspired by the forth Indiana movie. Disclaimer, I don't own Indiana Jones.