Shabti is the Egyptian word for “answerer.”
The Egyptians believed these clay figurines would magically carry out any work they had to do in the afterlife.
Carter’s face had gone as soft and waxy as the little man’s.
‘What are you?’ he asked.
‘I’m a shabti, of course!’ The fi gurine rubbed his dented head.
He still looked quite lumpish, only now he was a living lump.
‘Master calls me Doughboy, though I find the name insulting.
You may call me Supreme-Force-Who-Crushes-His-Enemies!’