Author:Terry Deary
Another heave of the lid.A groaning"creee-aak!"echoed through the tomb.He reached a hand in the coffin.Another great "Creee-aak!". But this was not the coffin lid.It was the roof of the tomb itself.His struggles to break into the tomb had weakened it.The massive roof slab was slipping down.
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