Body Elana jumped in front of him and the baby she was holding started crying. "No!"

Evelyn made Rick put the gun away. "We don't know if it's him yet."

"I'm putting my money on it," Rick replied.

Elana shook her head. "Please, let me go. Maybe I can talk to him."

Evelyn nodded. "You'd better leave Sagira here."

Elana handed over the baby and slowly walked toward the house. She looked back. Rick and Ardeth were deep in conversation. Evelyn was playing with the baby. Elana was scared. Something was very wrong.

Once inside, she quietly searched the house. To her relief, she found nothing. Another scream sounded right below her. Elana began to cry. She found a door that led to the basement and went down the stairs.

When she could see the whole room, Elana gasped. On the other side of teh large basement was a long table. On it was the neighbor's wife. She was tied down hand and foot to the table legs. Her husband sat on a couch near the table, wrists and ankles bound together.

Elana stared straight into the eyes of Imhotep, holding the Book of the Dead. He had never looked at her with such cold, empty eyes before.

"What are you doing?" Merenre asked him, staring at the flame of one of the many candles in the room. Anything was better than those eyes.

"Raising Anck-su-Namun."

The words pierced through Merenre like a knife. "Why?" she asked, crying.

"I need to know why," Imhotep replied. "Why she left me. It's been eating at me these five years."

Merenre moved closer to him. "Why did you tell me you loved me?"

Imhotep was long in answering. "I do. This is just unfinished business." He said it so lightly, as if he were just finishing paperwork.

Merenre appealed to him. "You don't need to do this! She didn't love you!"

Imhotep shook his head. "I do need to. Don't try to stop me or I'll have to take care of you. I don't want to do that."

Finally Merenre looked at her neighbors. "Why are you sacrificing them? I thought you didn't need one to bring her back this time?"

Imhotep looked down at the wife, who squeezed her eyes shut. "I don't really need one. Buut I don't like them much, so I was going to have Anck-su-Namun inhabit this body for the time being."

Merenre didn't like that. "What about him?"

Imhotep glared at the man, who cowered. "I'm just going to kill him."

Merenre couldn't understand how he could go from being so loving to being so cold. Her hatred for Anck-su-Namun rose again. Whenever she was involved, Imhotep was horrible.

Imhotep just finished the incantation when war cries came from the steps. Rick and Ardeth bounded downstairs, guns and swords ready. Imhotep threw one of his knives at Rick, pitching the gun into the far corner. In the process, he knocked over one of the candles, which caught the couch on fire, along with some papers scattered across the floor.

He took off toward the two men. Elana grabbed a second knife that Imhotep had stored beside the table. She threw the man away from the couch and ran back to the table. Looking at the man, she said, "Trust me, it's better this way." When the man nodded, Elana plunged the knife through his wife's heart. She had already been cursing at Elana in ancient Egyptian, making it known that Anck-su-Namun had arrived.

Elana then freed the man. "Leave me," were his first words. "My wife was everything to me."

Tears falling from her eyes, Elana nodded. She left the knife with him and ran upstairs, where the men had fled from the flames.

Outside, Imhotep was clearly losing a common knife fight, but didn't have a chance to cast any spells to save himself. Elana ran to them and thrust herself in the middle. "Stop!" she screamed.

Imhotep jumped back. Rick and Ardeth froze. All seemed quiet for a moment. Elana was suddenly aware that everyone was staring at her. Pain and warmth spread through her side. She looked down to see that Ardeth's blade had cut deep into her side. Elana fell to the ground.

Imhotep knelt to hold her, using a piece of his clothing to try to stop the bleeding. Rick and Ardeth turned and ran to their car, where Evelyn was waiting in the backseat.

As they took off, Elana remembered something. "Sagira!" she cried, pointing toward the retreating car. All became darkness.