Disclaimer- Not mine. Not mine. Not mine. Not mine. Not mine. Not mine. Not mine.
There. I think that should satisfy legal requirements.

* .... * - thoughts

CHAPTER 4

Yami found himself walking down a dimly lit corridor. He stopped and looked around. The corridor stretched for miles and there were many doors lining it. He tried one of them but it was locked and rusted shut. He continued walking for a bit.
*Where am I?*
He turned a corner and the floor of the corridor was now covered in a thick mist and the air was damp.
*What is going on?*
He stopped when he heard someone humming, the voice was humming a familiar tune, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.
Suddenly he heard someone crying. He turned and saw a little girl sitting on the floor weeping. She appeared to be no more than 5 yrs. old. She had dark brown hair with red and blonde streaks. He slowly walked up to her and knelt down to her eye level.
Are you ok?
She shook her head and looked up at him. She had extremely pale lilac eyes.
I'm lost.
What's your name?
Mi ... Mira. I've lost my way back.
Mira, that's a nice name. Where are you from?
I'm lost because Frankie has escaped. I'm lost in this Probability Convergence.
Probability Convergence!?!
He was shocked at her choice of words. What's a Probability Convergence? he asked.
This. she stood up and pointed down and up the corridor. It's the possible results of every choice you've faced, they're played out here. Whether they happened to you or not. Behind every door is a path your life has or could have taken. Those close to you, their paths are here too.
Yami stood up and looked at the door in front of him. He pushed it open and a bright light filled the corridor.
Frankie, no this is too far! came a shout from inside.
That's Tiri's voice! Yami walked into the room followed by Mira, what he saw shocked him.
Frankie was standing above two bodies, one a middle aged man, the other a woman.
What do you mean Tiri? She stepped over the corpses to Tiri.
You shouldn't have done that. They .... they....
Frankie grabbed Tiri's face with both hands.
It was for your safety, if I hadn't they would have hurt us.
Tiri looked up at her. How do you know that? They were already frighten to death of you. There was no to kill them.
Frankie dug her nails into Tiri's face.
You fool. They would have gone to the Pharaoh. She pulled her hand down the right side of Tiri's face, leaving three clean cuts from her cheek bone to her chin. Tiri backed away from her, a hand over her bleeding wounds. You're a fool Tiri. You're too soft. Frankie walked away. Tiri turned and ran out the room.
Yami walked out the room and back into the corridor.
That was an image from the past. I'm really lost.
He looked down at Mira How are you lost?
I'm lost in the mist, because Frankie broke her seal, the future is not as clear cut as it should be.
What, did you mean when you said you were from the future?
I never said I was from the future.
Suddenly the mist the moved and got even thicker. Mira grabbed Yami's hand and started shaking. He knelt down and put his hands on her shoulders.
It's ok. I'll help you find your way. There's no need to be afraid.
She looked up at him. Really?
Yami smiled and nodded.
Stay close to me, but you need to tell me what to tell me what to do.
We have to check the doors. That last one was a past image so we must walk that way. She pointed down the corridor.
Yami stood up.
Ok lets go.
As they started walking she took hold of his hand and started walking next to him. He glanced down at her.
* There's something about this girl.*
They walked until they passed about ten doors.
Let's check that one. Mira pointed to the door on Yami's right. He reached and opened the door with his free hand. Yet again a bright light filled the corridor.
Yami looked around the room. It was filled with men walking and working quickly. There were three empty sarcophagus' in the middle of the room. Yami suddenly noticed someone he recognised.
Father!?!
His father was standing among some priests. He was quite tall and had crimson coloured eyes. He was dressed in fine clothes and wore a magnificent head-dress.
It's all going smoothly. We should be ready soon.
His father nodded in approval. Another man walked in and up to the Pharaoh. His father looked up.
Niumateped, my friend. I'm glad you could make it.
He walked up to Niumateped.
I'm glad I could make it. I left as soon as I heard you got them.
What about the writings saying there are 4, not 3?
Well, so far we haven't finished deciphering it all, but more recent writings show only the three, the forth must have been killed awhile ago. Probably due to breaching their rules.
Thank you. His father looked around.
I heard about your youngest son. I'm sorry.
It's all right. Its Yami I'm worried about for the moment. One of the guards said they saw him go out that night.
Well there's no need to worry. Elephantine is a very nice and peaceful place.
He's been going out a lot since we moved there. He goes out for hours.
He's a teenage boy, he can't stay in a palace all day. Remember when you used to do the same.
Niumateped laughed, Yami's father laughed also.
Suddenly a servant ran up to them.
Sire, we are ready. he bowed.
Right bring them in.
Eight guards walked in surrounding 3 girls, Yami recognised one as being Frankie.
Let's begin.
Ten priests started chanting.
This isn't over Pharaoh, shouted Frankie You will suffer as did your youngest. Then it will be Yami's turn. You may seal us but we will be back.
As they started again, Yami backed out the room and closed the door.
That was a later image but still in the past. We're getting there slowly. Are you ok? Mira looked up at Yami.
Yeah. It's just ... don't worry. Let's keep going.


What will happen next? Who is MIra? More next time.