The Mayan ceremonial dagger had an inscription in the ancient language that read: "Offer thy heart". It's obviously an instruction left by the past inhabitants of this forgotten place, but who would be stupid enough to stab himself in the heart with a rusty old knife found inside a tombstone? After activating my battery pack the dagger shimmers brightly in a cyan light, the creatures are coming, I can hear their steps. 'It's do or die.'
Uriel's plan was to keep himself from unearthing any artifacts on the first couple days to give his classmates a chance to find whatever artifacts they could in order for the expedition to be a success. However, the insane amount of artifacts seemingly out of place made him curious and he decided to leave the students to their own devises and focus on his own research.
He jogged from site to site, picking up small trinkets and arrowheads like he was picking up berries from a bush under the astonished look of the students that followed him.
"Do those things make you smarter?" Ashanti asked pointing at Uriel's glasses.
"Poking fun at other people's disabilities is rude, you know." Hathaway scolded her.