Ryou Bakura was surprised how much he remembered from his recent trip to Egypt. Despite being unconscious most of the time he was in control of his body, he managed to find the location of the shrine of the millennium stone. Or at least, he found what was left of it.

"Yami?" he called out, whispering at first. He listened, but there was no reply. "Yami? Can you hear me? Are you here… somewhere?"

He walked cautiously towards the remains of the underground temple. It had been reduced to rubble after the pharaoh had made his way through the gate to the afterlife. There was little left of the building, and probably even less of the stone itself. The items may have survived, but were buried under so much rubble, that it would be impossible to tell.

"… Yami? I'm here… I… I came." He called out again, but still to no avail. He thought quietly to himself for a moment. "I… guess I need the ring."

"Whatever for?"

Ryou jumped at the voice behind him. He spun around, falling over his own feet into the rocks.

Standing a few feet away from him was Isis Ishtar, Malik Ishtar's elder sister and the individual who guided the pharaoh on his last journey.

"… Isis!" he exclaimed, his high-pitched voice revealing his fright.

"Ryou Bakura? What are you doing here?" she asked, looking down at the white haired boy. "And why do you need the millennium ring?"

Ryou looked around cautiously. He wasn't sure if he should tell her the truth. After a few uneasy minutes, he finally decided that Isis was a kind person, and that honesty may lead to assistance.

"I… I want to see my yami again…" he finally whispered, looking up sadly. "I… I miss him."

She studied his innocent face.

"The spirit of the ring?" she questioned.

Ryou nodded.

"I do not understand, Ryou." Isis knelt down next to the stones he had fallen into. "The pharaoh destroyed the wicked spirit of the millennium ring, in the last shadow game. You should be grateful. You will no longer be possessed or harmed."

He looked up at Isis with a distraught expression.

"… I… Yugi was able to play his yami in a duel to set him free… he got to test… whether he was ready or not to separate. You said so yourself." he whispered. "I never got to say goodbye… One minute he was there, and the next… he was gone. And… and they took my ring… I never even got to say goodbye."

Isis sighed. It went against her better judgment to say anything, especially in regard to the spirit of the millennium ring itself. But Ryou's deep brown eyes struck a chord deep within her heart. He deserved just as much closure as Yugi Muoto, because like Yugi, he too shared a body with another spirit for years. He probably shared it longer, even if he was unaware of it at first. If fate brought one of them together, then fate was responsible for the other as well.

"He is in the afterlife now." She finally answered.

"You mean, even if I could find the ring… I… I wouldn't be able to see him? Or… or talk to him?"

Isis shook her head.

"No. You would not be able to do that, even if you were to find the ring. It has been buried here, with the rest of the items and the millennium stone." She softly replied.

"Then there's nothing I can do?" Ryou looked up, tears forming in his eyes. The vision from his dream continued to flash across his mind, haunting him. "Isis, I have to… I just have to see him. I… I miss him. I… I want to be with him again…"

She studied the ground. There was one way, and she debated for several minutes before finally revealing it.

"That's… not entirely true." She finally spoke again. "Fate provides us one way."

Ryou glanced up.

"I'll… do anything, Isis. Please."

She folded her hands in her lap, and turned to face the spirit of the ring's former host.

"Now that the dark god, Zorc has finally been destroyed, the millennium stone has a new purpose. It serves as a gateway into the afterlife." She whispered calmly, selecting her words carefully. "If the items are placed inside it again, that gateway will open. The soul who does so will be permitted to enter the afterlife."

"You mean… they'll die?" he gasped.

"No. Not as long as they do not utter the names of the gods. The names of the great gods are like magic spells. As long as the soul does not address a god, the gods will not be able to sense that their realm has been breeched. And you will be free to leave it, and come back to the realm of the living."

"Oh…" Ryou's mind raced.

"It would allow someone to make a final pilgrimage to visit a loved one. To see that they reach the great western kingdom. To offer a bit of closure for those still living." She smiled weakly. "But they are not to change the course of fate, merely watch it."

"Isis… I… I have to go there." Ryou finally whispered, standing up again. He pulled against one of the larger rocks, forcing it to the side. Grunting, he picked up several smaller rocks, tossing them to the side as well. "I have to…to find the millennium stone and… and the seven items… I have to see my yami again!"

He continued digging in the rubble, hoping to see a glimmer of gold in the Egyptian sunlight.

"Ryou, this is a dangerous ritual. It has never been performed before. It has only been written about." Isis attempted to dissuade him. However, the more she spoke, the more determined the white-haired boy became.

"I… I don't care." He winced as he finally moved a large boulder, slamming into it with all of his body weight. "I have to see him. I have to be with him. One last time."

The boulder rolled over other rocks, breaking them into smaller, more manageable pieces. Isis watched it crash into the sand, tossing fine grains in all directions.

"If that is your wish, then may fate watch over you, Ryou Bakura." She lowered her head. "I will return with Malik and Rishid. They are stronger than I am. They can help you uncover the items in this rubble."

Ryou nodded respectfully.

"Thank you, Isis." He smiled weakly. "Thank you very much."

"You are welcome, Ryou." She answered softly, and made her way back home. As she disappeared in the distance, Ryou resumed digging. If the dream were real, then he knew he didn't have much time. With their help, perhaps he would be able to see his yami before his soul was judged. He would at least get to tell him goodbye, and maybe even more than that.

"I'm…coming, Yami." He whispered again, just as before. "I'm coming…"