Last weekend my family went to the museum of {{noun, plural}} to explore the {{historical era}} wing. Our first stop was the {{type of movie monster}} tomb. The room had a(n) {{adjective}} coffin and lots of {{noun, plural}}. Carved into the walls were pictures of {{animal, plural}} and {{profession, plural}}. I was looking at the miniature {{historical landmark}} when I heard a(n) {{weird noise}}. I {{past-tense verb}} around to see that I was the only one in the room. Then I saw that the top of the coffin wasn’t completely closed—and a(n) {{body part}} was {{adverb ending in -ly}} pushing it open from the inside! My {{noun}} was {{verb ending in -ing}} and my palms were {{verb ending in -ing}}. I started to run, but then {{relative’s name}} popped out and shouted, “{{nonsense word}}!” (S)he started laughing, and I joined in. At least it wasn’t a real {{same type of movie monster}} that surprised me!