YU-GI-OH, BUT ONLY BECAUSE IT TAKES PLACE IN EGYPT
Me and a couple friends were in an ancient Egyptian museum. It was late, almost closing time. A wall collapsed and a lithe, spry, black cat came rushing out. It began rubbing my legs and showing me affection. We walked in and found ourselves in a new exhibit. New as in everything looked brand new. We met a man in ancient Egyptian garb. He said Bast cursed them in an eternal limbo in time. And the pharaoh has gone missing. Somehow, I got separated from the group. Miles away. I was in the middle of the desert with just me and the cat. I tried to bend over and pet it, but he ran off. He stopped a few feet away and meowed. I ignored him assuming he didn't want to be petted. I began to walk away and the cat started rubbing my legs again. Meowing. It then ran back in the direction he went, meowing more. I followed. We came to a building with a statue of a woman with a cat's head. I soon found out the missing pharaoh was the cat. I woke up not long after.
