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Pedro

As he shut the door behind him, Pedro became engulfed in silence. He realised he was alone and started to panic. He didn't know where he was, and that was one of his least favourite things.

It was cool in here, and there was a strange pressure in his ears, like he was underground.

Pedro started walking cautiously forward and looked at his surroundings. There were no lights, only flickering flames coming out of torches stuck to the wall. And all the walls were covered in pictures, but Pedro didn't know how to read Spanish or English, so this was no use.

The ceiling was quite low and the walls were close together, so it was quite claustrophobic. Pedro walked for what felt like miles and he could hardly breathe. It was like being stuck in a huge maze. All the passageways crossed over each other and they all looked the same.

When he finally couldn't take it anymore, Pedro called out for help, first in Spanish, then in English. He leaned down against the wall and slid to the floor, feeling dehydrated.

"Oh, my, I am terribly sorry!" said a voice. Pedro looked up in alarm to see a man hurrying towards him. But Jamie had described what the shape-shifters looked like as a human, and he could tell this was a normal man. At closer inspection, Pedro could see he was wearing long robes the colour of sand, and he had shaggy dark hair with a young face.

"Who are you?" Pedro demanded.

"I am Lukman. Don't worry, I am here to help you" When Pedro didn't look convinced, he continued. "You came through the door?"

"I did" Pedro admitted,

"You are one of the Five" Lukman didn't say it as a question, but like a statement.

"Yes" said Pedro unhappily.

"Then I help you" Lukman grinned at him. "You see my family is a very old one, the oldest in the country. And down those years, came stories. Stories about monsters and demons that took over continents and killed the population. But one story told of five people who overthrew these old enemies. Five children. The Five. The Five came together and they defeated the Old Ones. They knew they would come back one day, and vowed they would meet together again, whether that was in 10 years or 10,000 years. But as years became decades, decades became centuries and centuries became millennia, people stopped believing in ghost stories and fairy tales. Only a handful of people alive today still believe in the Five, and know of the Old Ones. And yet, hear you sit before me after 10,000 years, just as promised!"

Pedro sat in silence, trying to absorb all of this.

"Where are we right now?" he asked.

"We are in Giza, Egypt." Lukman told him.

"I'm sorry, but I've never been to school" Pedro told him.

"Oh, I see. Giza is home to the Great Pyramids, one of the ancient wonders of the world. The civilians built them by hand thousands of years ago, to mark the resting place of the pharaoh, the ruler of Egypt. Or at least, that's what they were told." Lukman grinned at him again. "Now, come. I expect you're hungry."

There's Pedro guys! Next up: Jamie. Then Scott. And after that will just be a mixture of POVs.

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