As people of science, you have your feet firmly on the ground. Even more so because by studying archaeology you discover what time has hidden beneath its surface... Egypt - a routine expedition. On the last night before setting off to your destination, in a bar on the sidelines, there was a strange encounter with an old archaeologist who raved to you about his expeditions and their purpose. In the chaotic story, the man returned to a certain object. THE CUP OF LONGEVELOPMENT - the madman devoted his entire life to searching for this artifact. Setting off to the PHARAOH'S TOMB, you couldn't shake the thought that the place you were going to disturbingly matches the descriptions of the eccentric archaeologist. In your heads you have the old man's last words: "A terrible curse will fall on anyone who disturbs the King's eternal sleep... You are playing with forces you do not understand.." But is it possible that science cannot explain everything?