The crypt is as quiet as death (huh?), and you hear a soft scraping sound of stone on stone. Turning, you see the mummy's fingers pushing the lid of the sarcophagus to one side. You freeze, wondering what to do, and then...
Your realize you are in the clay studio and it's not scary at all.
I thought these clay remnants looked a lot like mummy's fingers so I took some photos (go figure!).
The mummy's fingers!
The larger picture.
The back of the hand.
Oh yeah, and I started my teapot on that day...
