Menace at Mummy Manor

The gang drive right into another mystery and this time it's about a mummy.
== Script ==
(We open on nighttime in an unknown location where the Canterlot Cruiser is seen speeding down the road, we cut to the gang)
Sci-Twi:I'm tired.
Spike:Yeah, me too. And hungry.
Apple Bloom:Same here.
Bulk:Flash are you sure we're going the right way?
Flash:I'm positive Bulk.
Sunset:More like negetive.
Winona:Hey look at that! A mansion!
(Points to a spooky old Scooby-Doo type mansion and the van pulls over)
Sandalwood:Dude, this place'll be perfect to spend the night in.
Snails:Spend the night? In there? I didn't sign on for this.
Spike:Me either.
Big Macintosh:Well it's fixin' to rain so we better head in.
(They go in and in a top floor window a mummy is seen watching them and we cut to inside)
Applejack:Boy howdy, this here's the most desserted lookin' house i do believe i have ever seen.
Big Macintosh:Eyup.
Sci-Twi:Let's find a place to sleep.
(The mummy comes down moaning and groaning)
Mummy Menace:I am the infomus Mummy Menace! Leave my manor at once!
Spike:AHHHH! Mummy!
(He and Snails run and can't budge the door)
Spike:We're locked in!
(The mummy has vanished)
Bulk:Where'd the mummy go?
Juniper:What do we do now?
Big Macintosh:Ain't it obvious Juniper? We solve the mystery.
(We fade to Snails and Spike walking into a kitchen)
Spike:Wow i sure hope we can get something to eat. 
Snails:Yeah, i hope so too cause i'm starved.
(They make submarine sandwiches)
Spike:Wowwee, submarine sandwiches.
Snails:Yeah, delicous too!
(They devour them both)
Spike:Boy that was good. 
Snails:Yeah.
Spike:(Spots something)Hey look, a clue! (Picks up a piece of paper)This paper could be a clue. It's about a shipment of ancient treasures.
Snails:This is a clue, let's show this to the gang.
Spike:Yeah.
(We cut to Rarity and Bulk, they find a book)
Rarity:This book looks like a clue. It's about a mummy.
Bulk:We gotta tell the others about it.
(We cut to the Apple siblings and Winona walking and two ghosts fly around them making noises)
Apple Bloom:AHHHH! Ghosts!
Winona:Help, help! Ghosts!
(Applejack stands on a couch and turns a projector off)
Applejack:This here's a clue. A projector.
Big Macintosh:Let's go look for the gang.