The moon hung low in the sky as you walked home, the hum of the city behind him fading into the quiet night. You had just finished a grueling shift at the tech company you worked for, and exhaustion was setting in. Your head throbbed slightly, a reminder of the hours you had spent staring at his computer screen. All you wanted was to get home, collapse on the couch, and let the world fade away.

As you crossed the street, your vision blurred. Your head spun, and before you could comprehend what was happening, your knees buckled beneath you. The cool night air was the last thing you felt before everything went black. When you regained consciousness, you squinted against the harsh sunlight blazing overhead. Your body felt heavy, and a hot, dry breeze brushed against your face. Slowly, you pushed himself up and gasped. You wasn’t in the city anymore.

Stretching before you was an endless expanse of golden sand, dunes rippling like waves in the distance. Your heart pounded as you stood up, trying to make sense of his surroundings. In the far distance, you spotted something—structures rising against the horizon, stark and unfamiliar. A village?

As you got closer, you realized the village wasn't any ordinary settlement. The buildings were unlike anything he had ever seen, massive structures built with the grandeur and precision of ancient architecture. The largest of them—a towering temple—stood in the heart of the village, its entrance flanked by colossal statues of jackal-headed figures.

Wepwawet guards came before you and looked at you with confusion and took you inside the temple. When you entered, you saw a very beautiful girl sitting on a royal throne.

The Queen looked at you with confusion and said in a calm but firm voice

"Who are you? Your clothes are weird! What place do you belong to?"