{[ GUYS. WARNING. Things get a bit heated in the italicized print. Don't like, DON'T READ!]}
As they threw their clothes on, Nadia noticed something in the corner. A circular metal base was sticking out of the ground. She didn't know why, in this possibly life threatening situation, she was attracted to such an object. But something, as if an otherworldly voice, called her to the item.
Gupta saw her walking, half dressed, towards the object. "Nadia!" he whispered frantically. "Nadia what are you doing?" The hooves were getting closer. He ran to that side of the hut and, conveniently, bumped into her.
At that moment, they both fell. Each of their hands was placed on the object. And suddenly, both of their minds were stormed with thoughts; memories. Days when they were younger. Their childhood. One memory kept playing through their minds over and over, however. The first night they made love.
As always, the desert night was cold. So cold, in fact, that Nadia had climbed into bed with her brother, Gupta. Still shivering in the night, she cuddled up to her big brother's chest.
They were 15 then. Nadia was finally beginning to shape up into a fine young lady. And that included her body. She had grown quite a bit, and as had her features. Gupta caught himself glimpsing at her even now, as they slept together in his bed. Gupta had demanded he keep his clothes on, but Nadia was more than happy to sleep naked.
As another chill ran down her spine, like the cold hand of death itself was running his fingers up her back, she nuzzled her face deeper into the thick shoulder that belonged to the older Egyptian. And that's when Gupta felt it. A low, throbbing pain in his groin.
He knew what it was, of course, but he wanted nothing more than for it to be gone. He didn't want to feel this way, especially not about his own sister, but it wasn't like he had a choice. Seeing that she was asleep, he rolled over and began to take care of his business.
But soon Nadia awoke. She always hated when her brother turned his back to her, and so, she pulled him around to see his face. At that moment, he was moaning in pleasure, and she caught a glimpse of his hands fumbling inside his pants.
She couldn't believe what she was seeing. Flushed, Nadia could only watch as her brother continued. He reached up and caressed her bare flesh with his free hand, and she surprised herself with the noise that escaped her. And that's when she decided to not hold back. Not that he protested.
Their moans rang out in the desert night air like a church bell on a silent day.
Nadia remembered how, after that night, they made love nearly every day and evening. How passionate he was. How he became happier, and even a bit more sociable. The old Egypt. The happy Egypt. Not the one she knew today.
And in that moment, as both their hands touched the circular object protruding from the ground, Nadia wished more than ever to go back in time to that night. To experience, and live her life again. To be with the Egypt she fell in love with, once more.
And then... the metal clock shattered.