Can't stop. Lara thought with what limited brain power she had left. It felt it had been hours since this started and had no sign of slowing, much less stopping.
The growth started as just a tingle as she touched the ancient Egyptian artifact. The statue, surprisingly one of an Ithyphallic deity, had a large cock emerging from its Shendyt or skirt. Decidedly not a classic Egyptian style, maybe a Roman influence? The tomb raider mused as she handled the statue. No, far too old. Rome didn't conquer Egypt until 30 B.C. Lara thought the figure depicted also had breasts, being hermaphroditic, but couldn't quite tell in the dim light of the previously undisturbed tomb.
Deciding this was her prize, Lara carefully placed the item in a padded container before moving it to her bag. The cool stale air caused Lara's flesh to pucker and a sheen of sweat formed as she began her ascent out of this ancient tomb. Fortunately for her, this had been one of her less destructive adventures; requiring neither explosives or carefully balanced boulders to make entry. Still. Lara paused as a wave of something passed over her; a chill that usually signaled danger.
The tomb raider stopped, her brown eyes flicking to either side of the hall as scanned for danger. None seemed present, neither the ancient columns nor mute statues gave any movement. Lara looked up as well, joking thinking a round boulder would come crashing down like some Hollywood hero. Still nothing.
Well, I'm still here. She thought, the feeling passed, but left her with a lingering unease. Get a grip on yourself. Lara removed her canteen from her pouch and took several long gulps. The wave hit her again, sending goosebumps over her skin.
Lara dropped the canteen and reached for her pistols, searching for some threat. She didn't call out but carefully moved her booted feet off to one corner of the hall. Whatever feeling it was washed over Lara, her body starting to sweat.