The Scarab Does Not Wait For The

POV rushing through a collapsing Egyptian burial chamber. Subject: a scarab beetle the size of a housecat, exoskeleton made of hammered gold with lapis lazuli inlay, wings of beaten copper. It scuttles across hieroglyphic walls as the stone grinds sideways, dives through a closing gap in a descending ceiling block, rides a cascade of sand down a shaft, flies through a corridor of swinging blade pendulums, and bursts into the central vault as the final door seals forever. Dust clouds, golden light shafts, sand particles, metallic reflections. Photorealistic, cinematic.