"Cartouche"
by Makura Kirei
Summary: An ancient prophecy foretelling the rise of Ancient Egypt has set in motion a chain of events that threatens to obliterate our world as we know it. The cartouches of four mysterious people have been uncovered in Tutankhamun's tomb. Next to the cartouches, the prophecy is written. What connection have these four cartouches to the prophecy? Who are the four mysterious people? And what is the prophecy? Stay tuned…
Authors note: the ages for the characters in the fic are as follows:
Hotaru and pilots: 19
Michiru: 22
Haruka: 22
Setsuna: 24
(the reincarnated Egyptians are ageless, but Tutankhamun and Ankhesenamun (I believe) were nineteen when 'it' happened (you'll find out about 'it' later in the fic')). By the way – songfic alert! The song is 'Awake' by Godsmack, and I thought it fit in perfectly with the theme of my story. Any other song ideas would be welcome. I really recommend Awake, by Godsmack. It's a very good CD (if you like hard rock, that is).
As per the question, yes, it will be a Heero x Hotaru. I have decided to do something that is not along my usual lines. Of course, because I am trying to stay cliché free, this fic will NOT include the following:
Braided baka chase scenes, over-usage of 'omae o korosu', over-usage of the nickname Wu-man, Heero suddenly becoming a talkative, sensitive human being under the influence of lead female, Usagi, inners, falling through portals by accident, Mamoru cheating on Usagi, sixth pilot, assassins, bounty hunting, mermaids, pirates, vampires, werewolves, angels, Greek gods, everyone regaining their 'real' memories of the silver millennium, Relena getting seriously injured or maimed (as much as I would like to see it happen), pilots throwing themselves upon lead female and (in essence) shouting every man for himself, extremely lengthy descriptions of characters' looks (unless absolutely necessary), Usagi suddenly becoming the 'real' her (aka smart, mature, and strong (as much as it is tempting to put)), no Heero and lead female rooming together in a dormitory, abusive family/Mamoru, weird dreams, triangles of Duo, Heero and lead female, weak onna comments, lead female and Wufei duking it out and Wufei subsequently getting beaten, 'who are you and who do you work for?' comments, Usagi revolutionizing Heero's outlook on life, Mamoru being evil, Relena being evil, Chaos coming back, Beryl coming back, any other villains from BSSM coming back, Treize being alive, the conflict taking place during Endless Waltz, Setsuna screwing up the flow of time, betrayals by the inners and/or the outers, Rei going out with Mamoru behind Usagi's back, the senshi becoming more powerful than they could ever imagine, evil twins, haunted houses, chat rooms, Mamoru not really being who we think he is, dub names, suddenly things happening, Usagi landing on people, ancient books, pop songfics, lead female becoming musician/actress/whatever, Usagi and Relena being the same person, Usagi having a talking tiger/wolf/other fierce animal, "A/U's" that aren't really A/U's, Usagi undergoing a revolutionary 180 degree personality change, Usagi wishing upon the ginzuishou, resulting in it taxing her so much that she dies and gets transported to another dimension, no inter-dimensional crossovers, and, finally, NO SELF INSERTS!
The character Marielle is actually a very close friend of mine who loves anime as well. She put me in one of her fics (I got to bash she-who-must- not-be-named), so I put her in mine. She's very glad that I'm doing a Heero x Hotaru, as she absolutely detests Heero x Usagi. Anyway, if you can think of any more clichés that I forgot to add, please let me know. And now, on with the fic.
Previously on "Cartouche":
"Heero…Hotaru…are they Tutankhamun and Ankhesenamun? Were they the reincarnations the prophecy spoke of?" Marielle asked softly. The tomb began to spin, the light from her fluorescent lamp distorting the images on the walls. She saw five big robot-like machines, with a figure standing in front of each of them. She saw a group of four women dressed in odd outfits. And last, she saw a figure laughing…laughing…laughing. And with that last image, Marielle collapsed, only to forget everything she saw when she woke up.
'It has begun.'
It was just another ordinary day at the museum. Well, besides the alarm being tripped and everyone stampeding for the exits. Yep, just another ordinary day. Hotaru sighed, looking wistfully out the window at the huge grass lawn outside the museum. It was a beautiful sunny day, and here she was stuck inside a museum, rehashing things that she already knew. Apparently, Mugen's spotless record of academic excellence ended at high school.
Hotaru looked around the large room. Her history class was studying ancient Egypt, so instead of being cooped up in a stuffy classroom, as her professor had put, they could get a 'hands on' experience in a museum.
Hotaru rolled her eyes. Being cooped up in a stuffy, crowded room with thousand year old mummies and her, shall we say, intelligence challenged classmates was not exactly a thrilling prospect.
'Don't get me wrong,' Hotaru thought. 'I love Ancient Egypt. I just hate being in museums with my class.'
Hotaru was 19 now, and she had changed greatly from the pale, fragile senshi that fought in the battle with Chaos. That was 5 years ago, and Hotaru had blossomed into a beautiful, mature, intelligent, strong young woman. She still lived with Haruka, Michiru and Setsuna, although Setsuna was hardly ever home, what with being the guardian of time and all.
Still, she got by, even without the inners. Frankly, as Hotaru matured, she rather disliked the bubbly, cheerful, ditzy, boy-crazy attitude of the inners, especially Usagi. Sure, it had been alright when she was 11 and Usagi saved her from Pharaoh 90, but people change. Not even Chibi-Usa remained her friend.
'Oh well. You win some, you lose some.' Thought Hotaru. Her mind returned to the noise and cacophony of the museum. Her eyes wandered around the museum, searching for something that would take her mind off the lesson.
Out of the corner of her eye, a tiny little artifact caught her attention. It was all the way in the back of the room, in the darkest corner, obviously neglected by the caretaker. The case was covered in dust, and it looked as if no one had dusted it in years. Hotaru immediately liked the artifact; it was like her. she was a loner, not caring much for company. Hotaru walked to the back of the room, towards the tiny artifact. Something about it aroused her curiosity. There was something…special.
Hotaru rubbed her sleeve on the glass case, clearing away some of the dust. A cloud rose from the case, making Hotaru cough violently. When the dust cleared, a cracked artifact appeared. Or rather, a work of art appeared. It was a scene drawn onto a roll of papyrus; it was of a female and a male. No, make that a king and queen; Hotaru could tell by the cartouches. Who ever they were they were very important. She glanced down at the description of the artifact.
It read: 'Tutankhamun and Ankhesenamun. From Tutankhamun's book of the dead; generously donated by A. H.' Hotaru frowned. Who was A. H.? Her gaze returned to the relic. Tutankhamun and Ankhesenamun were seated on their thrones, flanked by…High Priest Aye and General Horemheb, Hotaru read. She stared hard at the four figures. There was something about Aye and Horemheb that didn't look quite right. They looked…shifty. Sneaky, even. Hotaru frowned. But wasn't Egyptian art supposed to be idealized? How could they portray somebody as being shifty, especially in the single most important text in Tutankhamun's lifetime? 'It's probably all in my imagination.' Hotaru thought.
She gazed unwaveringly at the image of Ankhesenamun. Why, she didn't know. There was something about it that drew her to it. Hotaru shivered. Was it just her, or had the temperature in the room suddenly dropped around 10 degrees?
Suddenly, an electrical current ran through Hotaru, making the hairs on her neck stand up. she stood, shocked, unmoving, still gazing at Ankhesenamun.
Flash
//Wait another minute//
//Can't you see what this pain has f****n' done to me?//
//I'm alive.//
In Hotaru's mind, she was transported to a realm of fog. She stood there, looking about for the one who had called her there. A mysterious voice called out to her. this would have been nothing more than ordinary, except for the fact that the voice was speaking in Arabic. At least, that's the closest language Hotaru could think of.
The voice went on and on and on in 'Arabic' for a few more minutes. Then, it began speaking English.
"Hotaru…" The voice sounded constrained, as if the speaker was in pain.
"Hotaru…" It began again. "Senshi of Saturn…Queen."
In the real world, Hotaru's body stiffened as her eyes glazed over.
//And still kickin'//
//What you see I can't see//
//And maybe you'll think before you speak.//
"We are alive again." The lilting voice whispered.
This time, standing in the fog-world, Hotaru found the strength to speak. "Who are you?" She yelled, twisting her head this way and that.
"SILENCE!" Another voice roared. "How dare you ask questions? You are not in a position to know what you seek just yet! Do not be impertinent!"
Hotaru bowed her head. 'Who are these two?' She thought.
"Here, mistress of Saturn, let me show you what you cannot see by yourself." The first voice said gently. The fog parted, and two figures were revealed to be standing there.
Hotaru lifted her head, and edged closer to the two.
"You would like to know who we are?" The figure on the left asked quietly. Hotaru nodded. "We are you." 'Okay…very cryptic.' Hotaru thought, her brow furrowing.
//I'm alive//
//For you I'm awake//
//Because of you I'm alive//
//Told you I'm awake//
//Smothering you//
"We are each one half of you; the part of your soul that was locked away until now. If you will allow us, we will explain who we are. But be prepared. You might not like it." The figure gestured to the one on the right.
//Take another second//
//Turn your back on me and make believe that you'll always have me//
//It's safe to say//
//You're never alive a big part of you has died//
//And by the way I hope you're satisfied//
"You are the guardian of the planet Saturn. You are an outer senshi, one with immense powers. Well, I am king. I am Osiris, king of gods." Osiris said majestically. "You are Egyptian. You are an Egyptian queen, so I am part of you, because I am royal as well. What makes you special is that you are the only queen to be reincarnated; that is the reason for all of this. Well, partly because of that." Osiris finished.
"And I am your other half; I am Ankhesenamun, your previous incarnation. We have awakened because of the ancient prophecy; it was made at the time of your husband's death, and…"
"Wait. I had a husband?" Hotaru cut off Ankhesenamun. "Oh, wait, Ankhesenamun did have a husband. Wasn't it Tutankhamun?" Hotaru finished, more to herself than to Osiris and Ankhesenamun.
"Yes, and he has been reincarnated as well. But back to the prophecy. It was made after Tutankhamun died, murdered by his closest friends. A loyal priestess of Amun was struck with a vision; Egypt would rise again in the future to reclaim the rulers it lost due to the treachery of its most trusted officials. In short, because Tutankhamun's rule was cut short, he and you were going to be given a second chance. The priestess, knowing that unless it was written in the tomb, Tutankhamun's and your bodies would not rise again, made sure that the prophecy was written on the walls of your tombs. But, unfortunately, the two who murdered Tutankhamun discovered the prophecy, and underwent special rituals so that they would be reincarnated as well, in order to claim Egypt for themselves." Ankhesenamun explained.
"Who were the two people who murdered Tutankhamun?" Hotaru asked.
"Aye, the high priest of Amun, and General Horemheb, commander of Tutankhamun's army." Osiris answered for Ankhesenamun.
"And who were they reincarnated as, and how exactly do you raise and claim Egypt?" Hotaru queried.
"As to the first question, we have no idea. Only when the three others are awakened will we know who they were in their past lives. And as to the second, there are four artifacts that you and Tutankhamun must gather; together, they form a key, which will unlock the gates of the underworld. From there, you must journey into the underworld and reach the throne of Osiris before Aye and Horemheb do. There, whomever possesses the key will be rewarded Egypt. But the path to the underworld is fraught with danger, and it is possible that you might not make it out alive. Plus, Aye and Horemheb could steal the key from you, and unlock Egypt themselves." Ankhesenamun said.
"Where are the four artifacts, and how will I know who Tutankhamun is?" Hotaru questioned Osiris and Ankhesenamun.
"No one knows where all of the artifacts are; they have been scattered across the globe. But the artifact in front of you is the key; it will lead to to all four artifacts." Ankhesenamun said.
"You will meet Tutankhamun in this very place two days from now, at 11:00am. You will meet him in front of this case. When you see anyone who looks like he might be Tutankhamun, walk up to him and say 'Egypt lives again.' If he responds 'As do her enemies.', he is Tutankhamun. You will work from there." Osiris said.
Hotaru closed her eyes, slowly processing all the information she just received. "How does the key work?" She asked, eyes closed.
"That we cannot tell you. You and Tutankhamun must find that out on your own. But if you ever need us, we will help you if possible. Simply say our names, and someone will come to help." Ankhesenamun said.
"And now, Hotaru, we must depart. But remember: the four objects are the key…" Osiris' voice faded as he and Ankhesenamun disappeared in the fog.
With a start, Hotaru found herself back in the real world. She looked at the papyrus roll in front of her. 'So that's the key.' She thought. 'See you in two days.' She thought, and walked out the door.
'She has been awakened.'
by Makura Kirei
Summary: An ancient prophecy foretelling the rise of Ancient Egypt has set in motion a chain of events that threatens to obliterate our world as we know it. The cartouches of four mysterious people have been uncovered in Tutankhamun's tomb. Next to the cartouches, the prophecy is written. What connection have these four cartouches to the prophecy? Who are the four mysterious people? And what is the prophecy? Stay tuned…
Authors note: the ages for the characters in the fic are as follows:
Hotaru and pilots: 19
Michiru: 22
Haruka: 22
Setsuna: 24
(the reincarnated Egyptians are ageless, but Tutankhamun and Ankhesenamun (I believe) were nineteen when 'it' happened (you'll find out about 'it' later in the fic')). By the way – songfic alert! The song is 'Awake' by Godsmack, and I thought it fit in perfectly with the theme of my story. Any other song ideas would be welcome. I really recommend Awake, by Godsmack. It's a very good CD (if you like hard rock, that is).
As per the question, yes, it will be a Heero x Hotaru. I have decided to do something that is not along my usual lines. Of course, because I am trying to stay cliché free, this fic will NOT include the following:
Braided baka chase scenes, over-usage of 'omae o korosu', over-usage of the nickname Wu-man, Heero suddenly becoming a talkative, sensitive human being under the influence of lead female, Usagi, inners, falling through portals by accident, Mamoru cheating on Usagi, sixth pilot, assassins, bounty hunting, mermaids, pirates, vampires, werewolves, angels, Greek gods, everyone regaining their 'real' memories of the silver millennium, Relena getting seriously injured or maimed (as much as I would like to see it happen), pilots throwing themselves upon lead female and (in essence) shouting every man for himself, extremely lengthy descriptions of characters' looks (unless absolutely necessary), Usagi suddenly becoming the 'real' her (aka smart, mature, and strong (as much as it is tempting to put)), no Heero and lead female rooming together in a dormitory, abusive family/Mamoru, weird dreams, triangles of Duo, Heero and lead female, weak onna comments, lead female and Wufei duking it out and Wufei subsequently getting beaten, 'who are you and who do you work for?' comments, Usagi revolutionizing Heero's outlook on life, Mamoru being evil, Relena being evil, Chaos coming back, Beryl coming back, any other villains from BSSM coming back, Treize being alive, the conflict taking place during Endless Waltz, Setsuna screwing up the flow of time, betrayals by the inners and/or the outers, Rei going out with Mamoru behind Usagi's back, the senshi becoming more powerful than they could ever imagine, evil twins, haunted houses, chat rooms, Mamoru not really being who we think he is, dub names, suddenly things happening, Usagi landing on people, ancient books, pop songfics, lead female becoming musician/actress/whatever, Usagi and Relena being the same person, Usagi having a talking tiger/wolf/other fierce animal, "A/U's" that aren't really A/U's, Usagi undergoing a revolutionary 180 degree personality change, Usagi wishing upon the ginzuishou, resulting in it taxing her so much that she dies and gets transported to another dimension, no inter-dimensional crossovers, and, finally, NO SELF INSERTS!
The character Marielle is actually a very close friend of mine who loves anime as well. She put me in one of her fics (I got to bash she-who-must- not-be-named), so I put her in mine. She's very glad that I'm doing a Heero x Hotaru, as she absolutely detests Heero x Usagi. Anyway, if you can think of any more clichés that I forgot to add, please let me know. And now, on with the fic.
Previously on "Cartouche":
"Heero…Hotaru…are they Tutankhamun and Ankhesenamun? Were they the reincarnations the prophecy spoke of?" Marielle asked softly. The tomb began to spin, the light from her fluorescent lamp distorting the images on the walls. She saw five big robot-like machines, with a figure standing in front of each of them. She saw a group of four women dressed in odd outfits. And last, she saw a figure laughing…laughing…laughing. And with that last image, Marielle collapsed, only to forget everything she saw when she woke up.
'It has begun.'
It was just another ordinary day at the museum. Well, besides the alarm being tripped and everyone stampeding for the exits. Yep, just another ordinary day. Hotaru sighed, looking wistfully out the window at the huge grass lawn outside the museum. It was a beautiful sunny day, and here she was stuck inside a museum, rehashing things that she already knew. Apparently, Mugen's spotless record of academic excellence ended at high school.
Hotaru looked around the large room. Her history class was studying ancient Egypt, so instead of being cooped up in a stuffy classroom, as her professor had put, they could get a 'hands on' experience in a museum.
Hotaru rolled her eyes. Being cooped up in a stuffy, crowded room with thousand year old mummies and her, shall we say, intelligence challenged classmates was not exactly a thrilling prospect.
'Don't get me wrong,' Hotaru thought. 'I love Ancient Egypt. I just hate being in museums with my class.'
Hotaru was 19 now, and she had changed greatly from the pale, fragile senshi that fought in the battle with Chaos. That was 5 years ago, and Hotaru had blossomed into a beautiful, mature, intelligent, strong young woman. She still lived with Haruka, Michiru and Setsuna, although Setsuna was hardly ever home, what with being the guardian of time and all.
Still, she got by, even without the inners. Frankly, as Hotaru matured, she rather disliked the bubbly, cheerful, ditzy, boy-crazy attitude of the inners, especially Usagi. Sure, it had been alright when she was 11 and Usagi saved her from Pharaoh 90, but people change. Not even Chibi-Usa remained her friend.
'Oh well. You win some, you lose some.' Thought Hotaru. Her mind returned to the noise and cacophony of the museum. Her eyes wandered around the museum, searching for something that would take her mind off the lesson.
Out of the corner of her eye, a tiny little artifact caught her attention. It was all the way in the back of the room, in the darkest corner, obviously neglected by the caretaker. The case was covered in dust, and it looked as if no one had dusted it in years. Hotaru immediately liked the artifact; it was like her. she was a loner, not caring much for company. Hotaru walked to the back of the room, towards the tiny artifact. Something about it aroused her curiosity. There was something…special.
Hotaru rubbed her sleeve on the glass case, clearing away some of the dust. A cloud rose from the case, making Hotaru cough violently. When the dust cleared, a cracked artifact appeared. Or rather, a work of art appeared. It was a scene drawn onto a roll of papyrus; it was of a female and a male. No, make that a king and queen; Hotaru could tell by the cartouches. Who ever they were they were very important. She glanced down at the description of the artifact.
It read: 'Tutankhamun and Ankhesenamun. From Tutankhamun's book of the dead; generously donated by A. H.' Hotaru frowned. Who was A. H.? Her gaze returned to the relic. Tutankhamun and Ankhesenamun were seated on their thrones, flanked by…High Priest Aye and General Horemheb, Hotaru read. She stared hard at the four figures. There was something about Aye and Horemheb that didn't look quite right. They looked…shifty. Sneaky, even. Hotaru frowned. But wasn't Egyptian art supposed to be idealized? How could they portray somebody as being shifty, especially in the single most important text in Tutankhamun's lifetime? 'It's probably all in my imagination.' Hotaru thought.
She gazed unwaveringly at the image of Ankhesenamun. Why, she didn't know. There was something about it that drew her to it. Hotaru shivered. Was it just her, or had the temperature in the room suddenly dropped around 10 degrees?
Suddenly, an electrical current ran through Hotaru, making the hairs on her neck stand up. she stood, shocked, unmoving, still gazing at Ankhesenamun.
Flash
//Wait another minute//
//Can't you see what this pain has f****n' done to me?//
//I'm alive.//
In Hotaru's mind, she was transported to a realm of fog. She stood there, looking about for the one who had called her there. A mysterious voice called out to her. this would have been nothing more than ordinary, except for the fact that the voice was speaking in Arabic. At least, that's the closest language Hotaru could think of.
The voice went on and on and on in 'Arabic' for a few more minutes. Then, it began speaking English.
"Hotaru…" The voice sounded constrained, as if the speaker was in pain.
"Hotaru…" It began again. "Senshi of Saturn…Queen."
In the real world, Hotaru's body stiffened as her eyes glazed over.
//And still kickin'//
//What you see I can't see//
//And maybe you'll think before you speak.//
"We are alive again." The lilting voice whispered.
This time, standing in the fog-world, Hotaru found the strength to speak. "Who are you?" She yelled, twisting her head this way and that.
"SILENCE!" Another voice roared. "How dare you ask questions? You are not in a position to know what you seek just yet! Do not be impertinent!"
Hotaru bowed her head. 'Who are these two?' She thought.
"Here, mistress of Saturn, let me show you what you cannot see by yourself." The first voice said gently. The fog parted, and two figures were revealed to be standing there.
Hotaru lifted her head, and edged closer to the two.
"You would like to know who we are?" The figure on the left asked quietly. Hotaru nodded. "We are you." 'Okay…very cryptic.' Hotaru thought, her brow furrowing.
//I'm alive//
//For you I'm awake//
//Because of you I'm alive//
//Told you I'm awake//
//Smothering you//
"We are each one half of you; the part of your soul that was locked away until now. If you will allow us, we will explain who we are. But be prepared. You might not like it." The figure gestured to the one on the right.
//Take another second//
//Turn your back on me and make believe that you'll always have me//
//It's safe to say//
//You're never alive a big part of you has died//
//And by the way I hope you're satisfied//
"You are the guardian of the planet Saturn. You are an outer senshi, one with immense powers. Well, I am king. I am Osiris, king of gods." Osiris said majestically. "You are Egyptian. You are an Egyptian queen, so I am part of you, because I am royal as well. What makes you special is that you are the only queen to be reincarnated; that is the reason for all of this. Well, partly because of that." Osiris finished.
"And I am your other half; I am Ankhesenamun, your previous incarnation. We have awakened because of the ancient prophecy; it was made at the time of your husband's death, and…"
"Wait. I had a husband?" Hotaru cut off Ankhesenamun. "Oh, wait, Ankhesenamun did have a husband. Wasn't it Tutankhamun?" Hotaru finished, more to herself than to Osiris and Ankhesenamun.
"Yes, and he has been reincarnated as well. But back to the prophecy. It was made after Tutankhamun died, murdered by his closest friends. A loyal priestess of Amun was struck with a vision; Egypt would rise again in the future to reclaim the rulers it lost due to the treachery of its most trusted officials. In short, because Tutankhamun's rule was cut short, he and you were going to be given a second chance. The priestess, knowing that unless it was written in the tomb, Tutankhamun's and your bodies would not rise again, made sure that the prophecy was written on the walls of your tombs. But, unfortunately, the two who murdered Tutankhamun discovered the prophecy, and underwent special rituals so that they would be reincarnated as well, in order to claim Egypt for themselves." Ankhesenamun explained.
"Who were the two people who murdered Tutankhamun?" Hotaru asked.
"Aye, the high priest of Amun, and General Horemheb, commander of Tutankhamun's army." Osiris answered for Ankhesenamun.
"And who were they reincarnated as, and how exactly do you raise and claim Egypt?" Hotaru queried.
"As to the first question, we have no idea. Only when the three others are awakened will we know who they were in their past lives. And as to the second, there are four artifacts that you and Tutankhamun must gather; together, they form a key, which will unlock the gates of the underworld. From there, you must journey into the underworld and reach the throne of Osiris before Aye and Horemheb do. There, whomever possesses the key will be rewarded Egypt. But the path to the underworld is fraught with danger, and it is possible that you might not make it out alive. Plus, Aye and Horemheb could steal the key from you, and unlock Egypt themselves." Ankhesenamun said.
"Where are the four artifacts, and how will I know who Tutankhamun is?" Hotaru questioned Osiris and Ankhesenamun.
"No one knows where all of the artifacts are; they have been scattered across the globe. But the artifact in front of you is the key; it will lead to to all four artifacts." Ankhesenamun said.
"You will meet Tutankhamun in this very place two days from now, at 11:00am. You will meet him in front of this case. When you see anyone who looks like he might be Tutankhamun, walk up to him and say 'Egypt lives again.' If he responds 'As do her enemies.', he is Tutankhamun. You will work from there." Osiris said.
Hotaru closed her eyes, slowly processing all the information she just received. "How does the key work?" She asked, eyes closed.
"That we cannot tell you. You and Tutankhamun must find that out on your own. But if you ever need us, we will help you if possible. Simply say our names, and someone will come to help." Ankhesenamun said.
"And now, Hotaru, we must depart. But remember: the four objects are the key…" Osiris' voice faded as he and Ankhesenamun disappeared in the fog.
With a start, Hotaru found herself back in the real world. She looked at the papyrus roll in front of her. 'So that's the key.' She thought. 'See you in two days.' She thought, and walked out the door.
'She has been awakened.'