Chapter 50

The next morning I sat up and crossed my legs right after I awoke. I decided to try meditating; I mean it really was the only choice I had to find out Ra's secret name. I tried looking deep into the folds of my memory, but found nothing. Then I remembered the power. It wasn't just magical power, it was Isis' spirit, and it must contain her memories, along with all the other past hosts. I focused on the power, and it allowed my mind to slip into it with relative ease. It was like being in a void, there was nothing her but the light wind and warmth of power that swirled around me and caressed my body. I tried moving around then realized I couldn't move, and there was no way to get out. I was trapped.

After a moment the direness of my situation started to sink in. I was trapped within myself, I'd never get out. I struggled more, trying to move and focus away from the power, or go back to my mind, I even tried to use the magic, but it wasn't inside me anymore, I was inside it. "I just wanted to know Ra's secret name!" I shouted out in frustration, then a surge of the power hit me in the chest and the scene changed.

I saw a man in a throne; his head was that of a hawk, and rested against his chest as he napped. He wore just a red skirt with a gold overlay, revealing his strong sculpted tan chest. He was a quite a sight, I even started to fan my red face, but then I spot someone else. A young woman was crouching behind a column, obviously trying to stay hidden. She had black hair, bronze skin, and wore a pure white dress, but I could tell she was far from pure and virtuous.

"Go, go and bite him," she whispered, a snake slithering off her arm as I just spied her purple eyes that sparkled with hidden magical power. The snake slithered towards the man, easily staying in the shadows. I watched the snake carefully as I went to him; Ra oblivious to it while he was asleep. Then the snake bared its fangs, and sunk them deep into his ankle.