 Why does Loy Chuk want to bring the mummy back to life?
Movement was slower now, as he began to sink, trapped inside his wrecked car. Presently, when he could no longer hold his breath, bitter liquid was sucked into his lungs. Time, the Brother of Death, and the Father of Change, seemed to wait.... The icy breeze tore tiny puffs of dust from grotesque, angling drifts of soil, nearly waterless for eons. A launching catapult for the last space ships built by the gods in exodus, perhaps it was—half a million years ago. Loy Chuk had flown his geological expedition out from the far lowlands to the east, out from the city of Kar-Rah. Loy Chuk and his fellow workers were gathered, tense and gleeful, around the things their digging had exposed to the daylight. The dry mud that had encased it like an airtight coffin, had by now been chipped away by the tiny investigators; but soiled clothing still clung to it, after perhaps a million years. A mineral saturation that had held time and change in stasis. A strange accident, happening in a legendary antiquity, had aided them in their quest for knowledge. The final instrument he used to test the mummy, looked like a miniature stereoscope, with complicated details. Medical and biological sciences were far advanced among Loy Chuk's kind. It might move, speak, remember its past! With infinite care it was crated in a metal case, and hauled into the flying machine. Flashing flame, the latter arose, bearing the entire hundred members of the expedition.
 Loy Chuk wants to study the man.
 Loy Chuk wants to experiment on the man.  Loy Chuk wants to study the man.  Loy Chuk thinks, if he can find a female specimen, he can restart the human race.  Loy Chuk just wants to prove it can be done.