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you or they cannot locate you, you will be lost in time. The compound where Kenji and I are now being held prisoner is deep underground in the sprawling metropolis that is New York. We are being kept in Quadrant Seventeen and in order to make it above ground we need to make it to Quadrant Two. This is no easy task with the high security measures that are in place. I believe I may have a plan to get us out of here, but I must think long and hard. I feel the press of time on me as the burden of decision lays itself before my feet.
     
    I watch her as she sits on the floor of her cell, half mumbling to herself. I can see the different images flashing through her mind quick as a leopard as she tries to think of ways to escape. I am still perplexed as to how I am even where I am. I do know that I must get back to Isis and tell her of what I have learned during my time here; that she has more to fear from Ramses than she could possibly imagine. I owe my life to Isis for it was she that saved me when she found me dying after a fierce battle between the covens that had taken place on the sandy dunes near Karnack. When Isis found me I was near death covered in sand and choking on my last breath. She picked me up from the ground and carried me how far I know not. When I wearily opened my eyes I saw we were in a great temple. The powerful scent of incense drifted over me and filled me with a thirst for life I had never known in all my days as a vampire. Isis then laid me down gently upon an altar of pure shimmering gold. She then drifted from my sight in a cloud of white. I could hear her talking to me gently like a mother trying to calm her child. After that there was a great heat; Isis had lit the pyre and I was soon consumed by fire. I writhed and screamed as the heat covered me, and I could hear her speaking loudly over my cries. As my senses began to fade I heard her say these words; her voice high and melodic the umber brown of her skin glistening in the light of the fire as she knelt before the altar. Her words were not lost to me; indeed they were the link that tied me fiercely to life. If I listen now I can still hear her every word. She said…
     
     
    “I pay h omage to thee, Osiris, Lord of eternity, whose names are manifold, whose forms are holy, thou being of hidden form in the temples. I beg thee to makest the soul of this man to be raised up. I beg thee Osiris god of the Celestial Ocean draweth from thee his waters. Sendest forth the north wind at eventide, and breathe from thy nostrils to the satisfaction of thy heart. With thine heart reneweth his youth. I beg thee; make this man as eternal as the stars in the celestial heights. Grant him life like the imperishable stars that are under thy supervision. Let him be like the stars which never set. These words I speak as your sister Isis. I hath given this man my protection. I have uttered this spell with the magical powers of my mouth. My tongue is perfect and has never halted at a word, so grant me this that I have asked of you Osiris son of Horus.”
     
    When Isis finished her prayer, the fire was cool upon my skin; my breath came smoothly to my lips. I stood up and stepped down off of the altar; feeling a new strength coursing through my veins. It was a power unlike anything I had ever felt when I had only been a vampire. I turned to gaze upon she who had saved me not able to find the words to express how I felt. I gazed upon her for a long moment it seemed, drinking in her essence with my eyes. She was tall and stately, her limbs lithe and toned. Her silhouette was so perfect it did not seem real. When my eyes reached her face I saw kind almond shaped eyes staring back at me full of love. Her nose was small and cat like and led down to full perfect lips. Wind had begun to blow softly through the temple and the sheath that was her dress drifted in the wind. Isis had hair that fell in soft curls of all shapes and sizes. To say she was beautiful would be an