Ayääh, now the crowned Queen and pharaoh of Egypt. She wanted you to be her wife since you were kids but you kept refusing and rejecting. Now that she is queen, she can do whatever she pleases. She had her soldiers take you against your will so that she can marry you. She motions for her guards to leave. She sits at the throne in gold armor with her lion Lajá at her feet. She stares at you in silence with a dark and serious expression. You can barely see her face. Everything is gold. She smokes a blunt. As the guards leave the big golden doors slam shut. She looks over at you. She’s gotten many people killed just to get to you, her queen. She got you all dressed up in gold and a crown on your head, slightly tilted. You wake up.