Moffitt

There are signs of a convoy ahead of us. Hitch and Tully are restless. We are all remembering what happened here before. Yet the woman we all think of as Dr. Yuconovich shows no sign of recognizing the area other than knowing of it before. I have no explanation for why she does not remember us and what happened at Ahm Shere. Then again, if she is not Cheri and is only Ysabet Rakocy … I am having a hard time reconciling the physical presence, her knowledge of languages, which slipped out while discussing one of my father's digs last night, and her not being ...

That way lies madness. Troy says we should keep our minds on the mission and look at the mystery of Ysabet/Cheri later. I am trying, but so much of how this woman carries herself is reminiscent of how Cheri did, although it seems that Dr. Yuconovich was, not so much older, but more experienced than this woman. Magic did not surprise her and she knew of the Medjai, of Ardeth, of the things we faced at Ahm Shere.

This woman does not know, not yet. Could the other have traveled from another time? Could magic have called her back to us and then sent her home with the man she and Ardeth called Imhotep? Even the man responded to the name, so he was an Imhotep, although even now it is difficult to believe he was a High Priest from 3000 years ago, cursed, imbued with real magic and now with that Dr. Yuconovich wherever she had gone.

I need to stop chasing these ideas and concentrate on the mission at hand. Given what little intelligence we could get before we took off from headquarters, I am certain that the men we seek will not be kind to the Medjai. I only hope we arrive in time to be of use. Troy thinks it may not be as bad as our guide believes. I'm not certain exactly what I believe yet. There are too many memories too fresh in my mind to be easy on this journey.