As she work up memories of the past rushed into her mind, she realized that she was in some kind of accident and she thought that since she was not yet dead she might have survived, but remembering what happened it is more likely she has been kidnapped by that man she last saw.
she stated to think about her life, her name was Nephthys with her surname is isistra, yes she realizes her name was weird, it came from her parents who were archaeologists and love studying anything about Egypt's history, they loved it some much that they even named her after some of the characters.
It was not all that bad as they were very good at their work and spend time with her and some times even takes her with them, so after she grew up she did not need to work because her family had many businesses that were handed down from generations, making them millionaires but she forced herself out of her own comfortable life so to be more independent.
Of course, because of this, she became successful in many fields both management and others.
Her current job was with a company that deals with historical stuff which is the identification of historical artifacts.
life was good until you know about this kidnapping incident, right now she has to think about how to escape.
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It has been so long that she started to think that the kidnapper may have forgotten her some were, she started to scream but to no avail did it work.
There was also a problem with her voice but Nephthys attributed this to the results of the explosion.
The most surprising thing was she had not eaten or drunk anything in a long time but she still felt ok and started to wonder why as she tried to open the box she was in, yes... she was in a box, that was more of a coffin made of rock she thinks because of its hard texture.
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After a while, I could feel slight movement from the large box that I was in, and I believed that it would open after some time and I just had to wait for the time to come, I decided to buy time thinking of other things, you know after some hours panicking I just got tired of it. I am pretty sure it was a day or two that I stopped panicking because I am a person that is very time conscious which was a talent I was born with.
To some extent, I could feel when it was time to live the coffin which was weird because I don't know if the heavens or the underworlds had such waiting areas according to films.
yes, I accepted I died because after thinking about the rocket that bulls me up, I know that my chances of survival are very low even if I was kidnapped, I don't think I would survive with the extent of my injuries, plus I don't think that guy I saw before I died had the intention of treating me or taking me alive for that matter.
By the way when you go close to a week without food and don't feel anything you state to dought if you are still alive, and for some reason I can tell time perfectly in this absolute darkness and even see a little bit in this darkness after the 3rd day.