The Pyramid Page #5

What...

We'll get buried if we don't go!

Come on!

Go, go, go!

Come on! Faster!

- Nora!

- I'm trying!

Nora.

- Nora, come on! Come on!

- Dad, I can't move!

I'm stuck!

Guys!

Dad! Dad!

Help!

Guys, I'm stuck! Help!

All right. Give us...

Sunni! Oh, God!

Oh, my God! Sunni!

Come on. Give me your hand.

Give me your hand.

Give me your hand. Come on!

Just pull! Wiggle your legs!

God! I'm gonna help you!

I'm gonna get you!

Guys!

Sh*t!

No!

No, no, no, no! Don't! Sunni!

Guys!

- Oh, God! No!

- Help! We need your help!

Oh, God.

Get away! Please... Sunni... Get away!

Help!

- Dad!

- Give me your hand. Give me your hand!

- Help me.

- Just don't...

- Keep at it!

- Dad!

- You're doing great. Come on. Give me...

- Dad!

Wiggle your legs! Come on, honey!

You have to keep squirming! Nora!

Sunni!

I'm gonna get you! Guys!

Right there. Right there.

Come on. Come on.

Come on, and give me your hand!

Come on! Come on, Nora!

Hold on! Nora!

Got it! God...

Come on. I got your hand.

I got you, I got you.

- Pull!

- I am...

Nora...

Thank God. Thank God.

Oh, God!

- Fitzie!

- Doctor!

Jesus. Oh, my God.

Okay!

Come here, guys.

Fitzie, get on the corner.

Take the rope.

I'm gonna throw it to you. All right?

- Get the end. You got it?

- Yes!

Great. Sunni, just hold on, we're coming

right down, all right? Watch out!

Wait.

Be careful.

Grip tight. Grip tight. Grip tight.

That's right. You're doing great.

Jesus. She's... Here, here.

Okay.

Lift up...

Right there, okay. Is that better?

Is that better? Okay.

Just try not to breathe so hard,

all right? Long breaths, yeah.

Nora. Come on, change places with me.

Cradle her head.

- Okay. Okay.

- Just take her head.

- Oh, God.

- We're gonna get you out of here, okay?

- Right, guys?

- Let's do it.

All right,

we're gonna get you off, Sunni.

- Okay, you got her legs?

- Yeah, yeah.

- I got her shoulders.

- Okay. Pull straight up, all right?

On the count of three. One...

Two... Three.

Pull. Come on!

Stop! Stop, stop!

- Okay, okay, okay.

- It's not working.

If we lift her off,

she's gonna bleed out.

Okay, okay.

Sh*t!

- Okay, let's try again.

- No! She can't take it.

- Just give her a second, all right.

- Oh, God.

- Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

- Jesus. Jesus.

- Hold her. Hold her, hold her.

- Oh, my God!

- Sunni! I'm trying! I'm trying!

- Hold her! HHold her! Hold her still!

- I can't, I can't! I can't!

- She can't twist! Hold her!

She's gone into... Okay.

Oh, God.

- Sunni?

- Oh, God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

I think I... I think I can

get her leg off.

I think if I just get her leg off,

then we can get her out of here.

- Fitzie, that's it.

- Oh, my God.

No. No, no, no. We need to get her off.

Oh, my God.

Those creatures can come back

at any minute. We have to go now.

Dad? Your neck.

Sh*t, is that...

- Like the digger!

- Probably.

- Just...

- What?

But why has it appeared now?

The masks stopped the onset.

For some reason,

the progress has been slowed.

- Why didn't you say anything?

- What difference does it make?

If I'm infected, we all will be.

It doesn't... Sorry.

- Okay, we got to get out of here right now.

- Well, that's our only choice.

You okay, Fitzie?

- Yeah.

- All right.

Those things...

I think they're sphynx cats.

Like the statue?

The ancient Egyptians

believed that cats, like bastet,

were the guardians of the underworld.

They could have been placed here

to protect whomever was buried in here.

All right, this way.

How have they survived all this time

without any food or water?

I think they ate each other.

Each generation feeding the next.

Like... like rats.

Great, so to survive down here,

you have to resort to cannibalism.

That would explain the air toxicity.

Okay, I see an opening overhead.

Fitzie, bring your camera here,

I need the light.

How can we possibly be back here?

It's a labyrinth.

Wait, wait, wait.

Let's just think this through logically.

All right, we can't go that way,

that's a sand trap.

And we know that that's a dead end.

But corporal Shadid got in here somehow,

so there has to be a way out.

How can we...

Look.

Shorty.

You know, this antenna might still be

broadcasting a signal to the outside.

- Well, what are you thinking?

- Hold on one second.

I can rewire my camera to it

and we can record a message

and send it to one

of the outside monitors.

- Well, will that work?

- It's worth a shot. I mean...

I can't guarantee anyone's gonna see it,

but, it'd improve our odds.

What's that?

- Look.

- Brilliant.

Okay, so be quick, doctor.

I'm not sure how long

this aerial battery's gonna last.

And also, you know, the cat creatures.

Hopefully someone will bother to play

back these tapes when they find our gear.

If they find it.

My name is Dr. Miles Holden. And I was

a Professor at Princeton university.

I am trapped in the excavation site

with my daughter,

Dr. Nora Holden, and cameraman

Terry Fitzsimmons.

And we need help.

Two of our team members,

engineer Michael Zahir,

and documentary filmmaker

Sunni Marshe, are dead.

This pyramid, unlike any other structure

I've ever encountered,

seems to have been built

with the express purpose

of keeping whatever

is inside from escaping.

If you come down here, bring guns.

Is that good?

Yeah, it was good. It was really good.

Did you feel that?

Yeah.

Wow.

It's like a vacuum pulling the air out.

What is it?

I think something's back there.

- I think it's a way out.

- How do you know that?

I don't.

Careful, doc. Remember the last time

you started touching things.

How did you find that?

I didn't spend my entire life

behind a desk, you know.

Creepy stuff.

- Do you think Shadid came this way?

- I do.

This doesn't look like the Egypt stuff

you find at the British museum, eh, guys?

This possibly could be a link

to an older civilization.

So...

How are you feeling, doc?

I want to get out of here.

Yeah.

- What?

- Do you...

I mean, do you feel any sicker or...

You know what? I really haven't had

that much time to think about it.

Man.

So...

From the shitty room

to the kitty tomb...

That, you know, also smells like sh*t.

You think this was built

to be some sort of prison, then, doc?

Well, many temples in the ancient world

were thought to be

the earthly dwelling places of the gods.

Some were benign and giving.

Others, like the gods

the Aztecs worshipped, were violent.

They were imprisoned,

and then they were fed a steady diet

of human sacrifice to appease them.

Thousands were sacrificed.

As their hearts were cut out,

their bodies were kicked down

the pyramid steps.

So, what's your point?

Whatever we're dealing with,

it's not benign and giving.

Let's go deeper into this hellhole.

Make it completely impossible for them

to discover our bodies.

Oh, sh*t.

I think we found

the bottom of the pyramid.

Well...

Now we just have to find...

the right escape shaft.

Dad?

- Dad?

- What?

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