Myka looked up at Alice with confusion. Ashleigh moved further into the room to get a better look.
The body was hunched, holding its knees to its chest, its shoulders curled toward the ground. There was no doubt that this body had been mummified, but Alpha Gorn had been alive just a few years ago. Could it really be him?
“Are you sure? How do you know?” Ashleigh asked.
Alice shrugged.
“I met the man far more times than I ever wanted to,” she said. “He may be a husk, but his bone structure is the same. And if you look closely at his neck, you’ll see a symbol, it’s shriveled and dried out like the rest of him, but it’s there. An ankh, Egyptian symbol of eternal life.”
Ashleigh leaned in, looking for the tattoo.
Alice was right; it was just below the jawbone. She pulled back and stared at the remains.
“What happened to him?” Ashleigh asked.
“You don’t want to know,” Alice replied. Glancing back over her shoulder at Myka. “Are you doing all right?”
