Egyptian Gods and the Mummy's Curse.

Gracy: "Come on, come on, come on! Let's go, go, go!" I shoved Leanne into the line of people trying to get out.

Leanne: I was pushed into the aisle way by my sister and I scowled. I had bumped into someone in the process (whoever). "Sorry," I muttered to them.

Mauve: I feel someone bump into me, but keep smiling anyway. It's just some girl, so it's nothing to worry about. My pendant swings as I lean down, the eye if Horus dangling from it. "Don't worry about it, kid," I say. Suddeny, I notice some girl walking out with a thousand bags, her eyes wide as she looks around. "Whoa, this place is bloody brilliant!" she says.

Gracy: I tugged on Leanne's sleeve and dragged her out of the train, into the sunlight.

Leanne: "Agh!" I let out a quiet little shriek. So sunny. And hot. And dry. And ew.

Mr. McFarland stepped out into the sun, looking around for the boy. If he kept running off...he finally found him in the crowd and grabbed his collar. "There you are! Stay with me. We have a lot of work to get done, no time for you to run off."