"To reach the dead..." he echoes, an odd expression of guilt flickering across his face.

"That was the last thing I remember doing. I'd become...entangled with a pharaoh, whose spirit had ended up trapped in our time. Knowing him changed me, and we had a score left to settle. But he'd left without a word to me, as if I'd meant nothing to him."

Deep breath. "I couldn't let it end like that. So I followed him. And achieved closure of a sort. But it was incredibly risky, and I don't know if I made it back...or if I orphaned Mokuba again."

Another breath. "But at least the plans survived. That realm...it sounds incredible, or incredibly dangerous."