As soon as my warriors landed on the coast of Egypt, tanned women in white robes greeted us with hospitality. They spoke a language I didn’t understand. I followed them to one of their great Pyramids, where their Pharohs sat.

I walked in, immediately meeting the Pharoh King’s gaze. He was an older man with eye makeup. I scoffed to myself.

“Do you know me?” I asked him with power in my voice.

Instead of him answering me, the Pharoh Queen did, in perfect English.

I blinked at her. She was so beautiful. She was much younger than her King, and I almost mistook her as his daughter. I cleared my throat.

“…Where are my soldiers and I? Where exactly have your women taken us?”