The Customer

Tim yawned.
It was his first night shift in the survival store at the pyramids.
Here all the "survival" freaks could buy lifesaving equipment.
At pertinent prices.

The desert wind whistled and rasped along the hut's walls.
He took a seat near the heating and dozed off.

Halt!
The creaking door had opened and ...
where did this unbelievable stench come from?
He got up and sneaked toward the counter.

Right. There was some ... bandaged ... thing standing in the room.

"May ... I ... help ... ", he coughed.

The grey creature whispered:
"A mummy sleeping bag, please."