How to deal with The death

 So...Where should to start? I've written this guidebook for you to learn from my mistakes. It's serious! Please, avoide of all my mistakes what I've done. Maybe you think it isn't your case but you are very mistaken! It concerns all of us. However if you are these poor guys who've already got into this problem here is a manual how to survive it.

This horrible nightmare started in one normal evening. Don't laugh! I couldn't change the time when I've got known all the bad news. I couldn't fall asleep. Day after it I should write a paper from Math and how an exemplary student (we haven't died out yet and I can proudly say we never won't) I didn't want my whole effort to be ruined only because of stupid tiredness. But you know that very well. When you try to fall asleep you will never manage it. And exactly this was my problem...

I covered up toughly with featherbed and smacked discontentedly. I wouldn't fall asleep till the morning by this progress. I turned over and close eyes again. I tried to clear my head but the more I wanted it, the less successful I was. I opened the eyes and looked to the darkness. What if I have forgotten something? Have I really learnt last unit? I didn't remember. Oh no! There were also formulas! I sat up soundly. I really didn't want to know what time was because it would make me only more stressful. I took a deep breath. Maybe I should make a cup of warm milk for myself. Or cacao!

Suddenly the clapping sounded from somewhere. I frowned. For a while I was trying to focus on every sound but except ticking a clock I heard nothing. Did I imagine it? For sure! Who would clap me in this time of night? But sound was repeated again. I froze. Maybe...Maybe that was only a hallucination. From the corner of my eye I looked at the door leading to a balcony. I'd knew it hadn't been a good idea to watch that horror! For sure it was happening only because of it. And they'd said I wouldn't remember it anyway! How could they possibly convince me to watch it? Now I could only regret that. With that thought, I again closed my eyes and continued with my uneasy task. However, clopping repeated again.

I sat up scaredly with my eyes wide opened. A shadow glimpsed behind the curtains. I swallowed. My heart started loudly pounding. I got out of bed, grabbed the nearest book, and quietly came in front of the balcony. I drew the curtain and scaredly jumped back.

He was standing there on my balcony, in my peaceful privat oasis. Boy whose clothes wouldn't be consider as a normal in any way. His face was hidden in the shadows of street lamps, so I couldn't see it but the rest of him was really side-splitting! He looked like he'd broken into a museum. Was there a carnival or something? He wouldn't win anything, because annually there were hundreds of Egyptian masks.

Suddenly I've got furious. Why were he standing on MY balcony?! Besides, it was burglary! But boy as if he didn't realise it knocked again on the balcony door indicating me to open them. I shook with head. Never! I've rashly closed the curtains trying to persuade myself that there was no person of opposite sex only in black rags behung with golden tapes and necklaces. (Naive vision, doesn't it? You wouldn't do better at one o'clock in the morning, believe me.)

'It has not been very wise decision of you,' said velvet voice behind me.

I turned over just in time to see him lazily leaning on the sill with crossed arms. From inside. I fearly held breath. It was as an iron hand clenched my chest.

'Who...Who are you? And how did you get here?' I asked him shakily.

The stranger glanced at his rags and gave me unbelievable look.

'Don't you recognise when the god of death is speaking to you?'

Madman! He was for sure just a simple psycho who had run from a psychiatry. Hand with book which I was still holding started trembling. I had to do something! Somewhere I'd read thay should be treated as a normal people.

'You don't believe me,' he whispered analysing my face.

Shiveries got up and down my spine. Ok, it was time for little bit of playing. I took deep breath and smile at him.

'Of course I believe you. Who wouldn't know the god of death? And which of them are you? Hades, Odin or Thanatos?'

He again looked at me confusingly.

'The god of death is the only one. I am Anup. Some of men call me Anubis.'

*

I clapped with my hands.

'Of course! I know who you are! You are that Egyptian god of dead. You brought them to The Underworld. Interesting choice,' I murmled for myself.

'Pardon?'

'Nothing!' I said fast and nervously was standing in the middle of my room. The circles in my mind were spinning on 200 percent. They had to find out he'd been missing. For sure! I had to only find the way how to persuade him to leave this place same like he mysteriously came here.

'So...You are Anubis. And what exactly are you doing in my room? Wouldn't you be hunting dead?' I asked him. It was stupid question, I know.

'It's exactly what I'm doing now.'

He was dead serious.

'So are you lost and need to show the way? I'm really sorry but I don't know anybody who funeral bell can toll for so you have to help yourself alone. And now, if you please, I would like to go to bed.' I said and showed him back hoping that made him just gone away. But he was still standing there as a numb!

'But I know who and where is the person which I'm searching for.'

'That's great! So what are you still doing here? Come on, find your grannie before she'll run to a mortuary!' I said and smiled on my own dark humour. It was sign that I'd started being really tired.

'Her name is Leila Dawn.'

I stopped dead in my tracks. Just now, it started being really serious. How to the hell knew my name? No mention he knew where I lived! I fastly jumped to my table and switched on my lamp. There was maybe the most handsome boy in the world. Honestly, if I was a grannie and was waiting for my end I would gladly go with him anywhere. But I didn't feel as a dead right now, I was in a pyjama and he broke here like a last psycho (whose he really was) so I had had just about enough! I had to throw him out!

Oh no! I have a test today! He really shouldn't choose better day...or night.

*

'Is it you, right?' asked me and when I didn't answer the triumphal smile showed on his face.
'Leila Dawn, from now till an eternity you become a Duat's spirit because of perjury! Humbly get down on your knees and honour your redeemer.'
I stared at him like a cow at a fire-barred gate. No. This guy didn't have everything all right in his head for sure. I was tired of playing this childish game. I needed to go to bed. I yawned as the suggestion of it. Well... That was time to play it out.
'Fine, fine, but couldn't we talk about it in the morning? I'm really tired. Ou, I have an idea. What if you just left me and we would discuss it another time? What about meeting after school?'
Anubis, or whoever he was, was standing there dumbfoundedly.
'Haven't you listened to me, spirit?' asked me again and came closer to me. I immediately moved backward and touched the wall. I picked up book to protect myself but he just lifted his eyebrow. I swallowed. He didn't look very amiably.
'You've perjured. Tomorrow doesn't exist for you! I wanted you to come peacefully but it seems that it has to go by different way. (Well, I think now I should say to everybody one very important detail. Never ever take god's word, even fictived one, lightly. It could cost you dearly!)

*

He looked at me wildly. I've panicked. Without thinking I shouted for help even though I'd promised myself I wouldn't do this. I ran for door into my room but it'd been locked. No! I had to go away from this psycho. I pushed them but nothing happened. I shouted again. But there was no answer on the opposide side.

'Save your breath. They can't hear you. Nobody can.'

The shiveries came up and down my spine again. I felt my heart pounding scaredly. He was standing right behind me. I slowly turned back. His face emanated fear.

'But...But...There must be a mistake! I have never perjured!'

He stopped.

'Indeed?'

I forced myself to shake head. He've analyzed me with his eyes for a moment and then said:

'Well then, persuade me.'

He sat down on my bed like he'd known it would be long discussion. 

'P...Pardon?'

I did really understand nothing! What was he doing here?! But he ignored me, because at that moment he was (who knows why) fascinated by my mattress.

'Hm...so floppy. I have to admit, style has changed after all these long millennia. And also there is colder weather, I think.'

I didn't know what he was mumbling about. But I'd rather that stupid god or who he really was immediately went out and granted me little bit of sleep. He looked at me with his dark eyes as he could know what I'd been just thinking. Pf, nonsens! I couldn't specify their colour. I think they were different every time when I've looked at them. 

He smacked unsatisfied. 

'Nothing? Can't you remember anything at all?'

I was silent. He groaned. 

'You people have unbelievably short memory. Try to focus on what you did today.'

*

And...After this...Will you let me go?'

He looked at me seriously. 

'I don't like carrying spirits away by force. I'm more satisfied when they realise themselves that their very end comes. In your case it will be enough if you recall what you've done.'

I thought hard. There was no chance I'd done anything wrong yesterday!

    We went to Museum of nature because of ancient Egypt exhibition. Our amazing teacher Wilkins'd thought that we, teenagers, would love to look at old dusty rugs, faded sarcophaguses and rotten remains. But of course, nobody took it too seriously. We were laughing all the time! There was one old hag who was always speaking as she would want to die in that moment, so I didn't really remember anything from her explanations. Tell the true, History wasn't really my favorite subject. Only thing that I know was that there would be the Usirus exponation in Paris too. Really, nothing else. After that we were allowed to look around to learn something new. The museum was really huge. There were plenty of rooms where we could go and explored what was hidden after next corner. With Vicky and Victor (there are twins and no, I have no idea why they have same names) we enjoyed that. We were laughing, teasing each other, hiding in sacrophagus... They wanted to frighten Wilkins when he would come. I wasn't firstly for that kind of idea because, after all, he was teacher. But they looked at each other and pushed me inside it! Really, sometimes I would rather kill them for their telepathy! Of course, it didn't  end very nicely, because they opened it when teacher came and of course he was really scared. (So you can very easily find out what happened next.) 

*

When I was thinking about it now, I was really surprised that they'd not thrown us out. Maybe that was the reason why he'd been so red in his face when he'd come with security guard. He'd commanded us to stay at the reception and non even looked at all that stuffs on our way. 

I had horrible remorses about that but twins tried to comforted me that everything would be fine. After all we hadn't done anything bad. And Mr. Wilkins had never ever for all our school history thrown anybody out or made anybody detained. That would mean he'd have to stay along with us! That was the explanation what twins came up with. But I knew that this would be big problem for us. I even didn't want to think what my mum would say to me. 

But in the end we find out there were right. But I found it out later. Before that Victoria noticed artificial Anubis, which should catch attention of all history funs, was holding something in his hands. It was piece of paper and there was written something in hieroglyphics. Victor tried to decode them but of course he didn't come up with anything witty. I looked up first hieroglyphic translation and gave it work. And we finally find out what was that. It was...ouh...Oath.