MAYA COSMIC NUMBER PUZZLES VOLUME 237 MAYA COSMIC NUMBER PUZZLES VOLUME 237 | Page 13

When the men sat around the campfire that evening eating a good meal, one of
the older men told a story to the others. He told them that evil Maya demons would be
released if they went any further and opened the King’s Chamber. Juan and Jorge tried
to discredit the man’s story as being only superstition, but by the look of the men’s faces,
Thomas could see that several were very worried. As daylight broke, Thomas roused
the other men and discovered that five of the workers were nowhere to be found. They
had stolen some burros, food and left. Superstition had frightened them away.
After breakfast, work resumed, and by mid-day the last plank was pounded into
place securing the tunnel from collapse. On everyone’s mind was what would they find?
The three leaders crawled into the final resting place of the Maya King to see for themselves. The burial vault was approximately five meters long, five meters wide and about
three meters tall. The air was stale, but Thomas had brought a long rubber hose which,
when attached to bellows, could be used by one man on the outside to force fresh air
inside. There, on a half-meter raised bed, were the bones of a Maya King. A gold mask
covered the skull, and a few fragrant pieces of hand-woven cloth covered the skeleton.
Emerald stones, once proudly worn, were strung on a necklace of gold around the bones
of his neck. There were two more skeletons on lower beds, and judging from their relative sizes, appeared to be that of a woma