The curse takes effect!

With a determined nod, she turned her attention back to the sarcophagus. The lid was heavy, but with a grunt and a heave, she managed to push it aside. The dust billowed up, briefly obscuring her view of the mummy within. As it settled, she reached for the first artifact—a golden ankh necklace—and gently lifted it from the wrappings.

It was then that she felt it: a gentle tug at the hem of her shirt. She looked down to see the fabric slowly unraveling, as if by invisible hands. She gasped and tried to pull her shirt back down, but it was no use. The curse had begun.

Panic set in as her skirt followed suit, the stitches giving way to the relentless pull of the ancient enchantment. With each artifact she uncovered—a gleaming scarab, a set of ornate bracers, and a collection of ancient scrolls—the curse grew stronger, stripping away more of her clothing. Her cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and determination. She had to escape, but she couldn't leave without the artifacts.

Her heart hammered in her chest as the curse escalated. The tapestry of her blouse fell away, leaving her in a state of undress that would have shocked even the most seasoned explorer. She now stood in her underwear in this mysterious tomb. The candles cast a soft glow, illuminating her exposed skin and the treasure trove around her. She gathered the artifacts hastily, her eyes darting from the sarcophagus to the exit.

The final piece was a small, intricately carved amulet. As her trembling fingers wrapped around it, the room began to rumble. The mummy's eyes snapped open, and the emeralds within them blazed with a fierce, malevolent light. Evelyn's remaining garments disintegrated entirely, leaving her naked and **** before the ancient queen's wrathful gaze!