Just over one hundred years ago, an American named Ethel Rogers participated in an archeological dig on the Greek Islands. After one exhausting but successful day, she neverthe-less continued working into the night enthusiastically recording the large number of artifacts the team had unearthed.
Many enticing pieces of jewelry, eating utensils, and body armor had been recovered-but three specific items stood out from the rest.
The first was a shield. Though obviously buried for hun-dreds of years, it was as sturdy and shiny as if it had been forged only yesterday.
The second item was a human skull, and it had been found on top of the shield, as if the shield had been used as a serving tray to display the skull.
The third item was a sword. Like the shield, the sword did not appear to have suffered any damage for having been buried for so long. It was so shiny, Ethel caught her reflection in it. She stared into her own eyes.
A pair of fiery red eyes stared back.
That night, the three artifacts vanished.
