Kaylee bent over the box.
"Don't breathe on it! Moisture is bad for ancient objects…" Mr. Wherrett said.
Kaylee put her hand over her mouth and nose, so it directed her breathing away from the box, and had a good look at the shabtis painted on the box. They were all different, just as Luke had said. Each one had a scarab painted on its chest and in the middle of each was a tiny painted symbol.
Just as she was trying to figure out what the symbols were, Dan opened the lid of the box, almost hitting Kaylee on the nose with it.
"Careful!" Mr. Wherrett snapped.
Inside were seven small, empty compartments. At the bottom of each were symbols – they looked a lot like the ones painted on the shabtis on the cover.
"This box contained seven shabtis once. I want you to find those shabtis for me," Mr. Wherrett said.
"Whatever for? Are these the reason you’re holding our family as prisoners, as you put it?" Luke asked.
"All you need to know is that if you don't find them, something very unpleasant is going to happen to your families," Mr. Wherrett said.
"But… Why should we, of all people, be able to find them? They could be anywhere!" Kaylee said.
"No, they are not just anywhere. I know they are somewhere here in the village or near it. They were in the hands of a secret society, before one of my ancestors found them and brought them to safety in the castle. Somehow, the society managed to steal them back, leaving only the box. They belong to me as the heir of this castle. And you’re the ones who will get them back for me."
- Leena Maria: The Seven Shabtis 1 / The House of the Morning Sun / Chapter 2: The Task