Prisoners of the Sun Page #2

That beautiful walking stick

that killed him is yours.

It has your fingerprints

all over it.

Well, motivation is

clearly proven, Professor.

Fine. What do you want?

Money?

Money? How undignified.

I want participation.

Or your walking stick goes

to the police with a witness.

You won't get away with this.

What do we do?

Claire, I need your advice.

You're gonna have to leave.

The storm is coming.

Well, keep going!

We can predict a storm. No, not this one.

The big one is coming. Look for yourself!

We'll take everything down.

I'll give you a hand!

OK, let's go!

Oh, for God's sake!

Stay in the car.

Someone around you just died?

This follow the things

I came to talk to you about.

This storm is not an accident.

The secret is revealed.

You were given something.

A key.

You will complete your

mission in the next days.

A great bird Sophus...

Swimmer in the blood of men...

There's fire.

- There's fire. It will be again.

- What is it, Claire?

The signs of Osiris risen...

The signs of Osiris dead...

- I must know.

- No!

Claire, what is it?

I need to know.

Nothing.

Just a bad dream.

I leave you now.

You've been very helpful.

Yes, of course, I told him.

On his way now. Yes.

What does he mean?

Professor Mendella insists

you see for yourself.

Very well then.

Let us see for ourselves.

- What is it this time?

- Not expect you to believe?

What have you got for me?

Look what the storm uncovered.

We thought it was all over.

I knew it.

Old friend, can you find

the entrance for me?

My dear man, we

have already started.

Assemble the rest of the team.

Call Sarah, in London.

Tell her, her father needs her.

Masterton! Professor Mendella is

exhausted. You can see for yourself.

He hasn't slept in weeks.

Can we delay it?

He needs to rest.

Dr. Adler! That pyramid is

an Astronomical Observatory

dedicated to a celestial event

that occurs once every 5000 years.

The next occurrence is at 12:37,

on Thursday, the 12th of this month.

Three days. Three days Dr. Adler.

I will be inside that

pyramid in three days!

Have a look at it.

I've deciphered what I can.

Some panels damaged, some missing.

Are you alright?

Time to get you home.

- Got to prepare for tomorrow

- We'll pack it in for tonight.

I really do not feel so good.

Maybe I can persuade

Masterton to delay a few days...

It would be preferable, but he's calculated

his timing from his astrological studies.

He won't change.

All right.

- Good night.

- Good night.

Your client is here.

Went to see the new pyramid?

Amazing, isn't it?

Do you watch me clap as well?

Ah my friend, this is a mysterious

country. Oh, you should know that...

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