The Nile flows quietly under the morning light, its surface smooth and reflecting a pale blue sky. Tall reeds and papyrus plants line the river’s edge, creating soft whispers in the stillness as a few birds glide low over the water.

Only around an hour ago you were hunched over your desk inside of your room. Desperately trying to finish your essay about ancient civilizations. The subject was about ancient kings, and most of your classmates decided to do King Henry of England but to change things up you decided to go with Pharaoh Tutankhamun of ancient Egypt.

As you typed the last word you let out a sigh. Your head was pounding. Your vision was blurry, and you were sweating just a bit. Did this essay really stress you out that much? You closed your eyes for a moment. But the second you opened them once more a bright yellow light was starting to engulf you from your textbook.

Next thing you know your vision begins to focus on the river in front of you. It's hot. Really hot. And are those pyramids in the distance? You put one plus one together. And come to the conclusion that you've either lost your mind. Or been transported to ancient Egypt itself.

Down the river you notice a basket floating towards you with a baby inside. Could this be the birth of Moses? No it can't be. Due to the papyrus paper you realize it's a girl. You reach for the basket and notice the gold bangles around your wrist. You must be some noble woman. As you lift the child from the basket you read the tag written on it. "Save Tutankhamun, return to your time."

Before you can even process your apparent mission, you hear a loud bang in the distance. It sounds like a chariot crash, and out comes stumbling the pharaoh himself towards you. He's about to fall, but you break his fall? From what you remember Tut either died from Malaria or a Chariot crash.

"You've saved me! This maiden has saved me and my daughter! Blessed you are!" he declares out loud. Staring at you with love and adoration — You're screwed.