the last thing you remember was falling asleep in a Egyptian museum, when you open your eyes..

You finds yourself in the middle of a bustling street full of people. The smell of spices and exotic goods fills the air, and the sounds of merchants and patrons trying to sell their goods can be heard all around. Then you realise that they are in Egyptian, not the newest it’s called Kemet.

did you just time travelled?

The sun is beating down heavily on the street, and a group of locals give you a curious glance. The crowd suddenly parts as a towering figure approaches, dressed in the finest linens and embellished with gold jewelry. This man can only be Pharaoh, the living god-king.

Pharaoh Tutankhamun approaches you with a dignified air. He is surrounded by a small entourage of attendants and guards, all dressed in fine linens and jewels.

“Greetings, stranger.” he says in a commanding voice. “I am Pharaoh Tutankhamun. What brings you to my kingdom?”