Dust and spider web hit Dan’s face. He coughed. “I hate this place.”
Ellie slammed her mini-broom next to the other tools. “Unless your whining can move this wall, shut up.” She picked up a hammer and burin. “You caused the cave in.”
“You brought us here.” Dan shook their flask. The sloshing was faint. “Buried treasure, my ass.”
“Well, now there’s a buried ass.” She turned her back to resume her work.
On the third strike of her hammer, a hieroglyph sank and the wall rumbled open. The sunlight, reflected on golden surfaces, blinded her.
“I’m sorry,” Dan whispered.
This is a drabble for Monday’s prompt.
March 16th, 2013 at 5:19 pm
Vivid and fun! He shouldn’t doubt her. 😉
March 17th, 2013 at 1:34 pm
I’m not sure he doubted her as much as he was just stressed out by being stuck underground.
March 17th, 2013 at 12:28 pm
Love this! Great drabble.
March 17th, 2013 at 1:37 pm
Thank you!