 Why does Loy Chuk want to bring the mummy back to life?
A scream of brakes, the splash into icy waters, a long descent into alkaline depths ... 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. He could think and dream and invent, and the civilization of his kind was already far beyond that of the ancient Twentieth Century. 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. At last Loy Chuk gave a soft, chirping signal. The final instrument he used to test the mummy, looked like a miniature stereoscope, with complicated details. Though devoid of moisture, the mummy was perfectly preserved, even to its brain cells! 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's people had built their homes mostly underground, since the beginning of their foggy evolution. The mummy was taken to Loy Chuk's laboratory, a short distance below the surface. Still submerged in liquid, the corpse was submitted to a flow of restorative energy, passing between complicated electrodes. The cells of antique flesh and brain gradually took on a chemical composition nearer to that of the life that they had once known. Loy Chuk put an odd, metal-fabric helmet on its head, and a second, much smaller helmet on his own. At last, eager and ready for whatever might happen now, Loy Chuk pushed another switch.
 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.