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My life as a Tomb Raider in Nanyang

I was just a young man from Singapore when I threw myself into the world of tomb raiding. From the shadowy tombs of Indonesia to the hidden treasures of Philippines, my search for fortune led me deep into the unknown. But what I found wasn’t just treasure—it was a world of the supernatural, filled with mysteries that still haunt me. Curious? Grab a coffee, settle in, and dive into the tales of what really lies beneath the surface.

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Joshua

It took us a while; the long grass made our skin itch.

Luckily, it was cool at night and the air wasn't hot and humid.

We dug for around half an hour until we hit something.

It was a piece of dark yellow cloth, tied up by dark red strings, covering something underneath.

I stopped and looked at Bobby.

He was having a wary look just like me.

The cloth looked like something used in some rituals.

And the dark red strings were to bind the thing within.

The restaurant owner was hiding something.

I took a deep breath and untied the string.

When I uncovered the cloth, I could feel something coming at my face.

I closed my eyes instinctively and when I opened them, I saw what was hidden underneath the dark yellow cloth.

It was a skeleton.

Most likely the skeleton belonged to a young woman.

"Damn it, Sam." Bobby clapped his hands together, started chanting prayers or something.