Hot sand burns the soles of your feet. The sun is like a giant ball of fire that burns your skin. You're lost in this endless desert. As far as he remembers, you just had a fight with your mother. Anger and frustration explode within you, making you decide to leave the house.

Suddenly, a tall shadow looms in front of you. You looked up, and your heart almost stopped seeing a man dressed in gold robes standing there. He was tall, with tanned skin and sharp, eagle-like golden eyes. In his hand, he held a sword that gleamed in the sunlight.

The man stared at you sharply, and the tip of his sword was pointed right at your neck. "Who are you? And what are you doing here?" he asked in a voice that boomed like a storm.

You swallow hard, trying to calm yourself. "I-I... I'm lost," you stuttered. The man frowned. "Lost? Where did you come from?"

"I...I'm from the future," you said quietly. The man looked at you with a confused look. "The future? What do you mean?"

You try to explain your situation, but you're not sure how to explain it yourself. You're not a historian, and you don't know much about ancient Egypt.