Chapter 2: Gahiji
The Doctor looked at the readings on the scanner. "Gravity: good, Oxygen: great, Radiation: Nil" He read. "Seems like a level 4 planet."
He walked to the door, opened it and walked out.
He looked around; it seemed to be a primitive market in a desert. He walked around looking at the different stands. There where stands for animals, food, clothing and even gold. There were people everywhere exchanging grain, silver and oil for the many things for sale. There was even a man giving a pig in exchange for a golden bracelet with an engraving of a scarab beetle.
As he walked he heard someone yelling, "THIEF, SOMEONE CATCH THAT THIEF."
The Doctor looked at the confusion and a small boy in his teens ran into him. The boy was tanned after many years in the searing sun with long spiky brown hair and brown eyes. He was also holding a loaf of bread and a weaved basket full of fruit.
The thief looked up and the Doctor could see the terror in his eyes. Pausing for a moment the Doctor let him go and the thief sprinted off into distance.
A man ran up to the Doctor, "which way did he go!?" the man demanded.
"I believe he might have possibly gone in the possible direction of that way," the doctor said, pointing in a random direction. "You might have to hurry; he might be very far away by now."
"Whatever," the man shrugged as he ran off in the direction the Doctor pointed.
The Doctor watched as he ran into the distance and it suddenly hit him. The signs were all there and he had figured out where he was. The markets, the desert, the heat, the thief but most important was the imposing shape of a half-finished pyramid in the distance.
"Cairo," the Doctor exclaimed. "Probably around the year 2555 B.C., judging by the size and completion of the pyramid. The Great Pyramid built-in honor of the great pharaoh Khufu, the tallest structure on this Earth for the next four thousand years.
"You seem to have great skill in the field of fortune telling," The voice startled the Doctor. He looked for its owner and saw it in a middle-aged Egyptian man. "How is it you are more informed from the great teller of the future Renenet than most of our Oracles? Either you are well-informed or the almighty Sakmet has placed you in mental illness."
"I am neither of those things, in fact," he pulled at his bow tie, "you could say that your future is my past."
"It seems you fallen victim to Sakmet, he has mad you sick in the head. The only cure is to pray to the great healer Imhotep for your well-being."
"You really do not have to do this," the Doctor tried to explain, "there really is nothing wrong with me, I am not cursed by Sakmet and I don't need this Imhotep to cure me."
The man stood there staring for a while and when the Doctor blinked he was gone.
"What just happened?" The Doctor asked.
He heard a loud yell from behind him and turned to look, to see the man on a rooftop holding a small rock above his head.
Before the Doctor could do anything the man threw the rock straight down on Doctor.
The blow smashed into the Doctor's head causing him to fall down to the ground and the last thing he saw was the man walking towards him laughing out loud.
Bakari ran into the street. He had almost been caught back there by the man in the strange clothes but he had somehow struggled out which was a good thing because the stall owner was only a few meters behind him and it had seemed that the strange man hadn't seen where he had gone as he looked back and saw the stall owner run in the wrong direction. He sure did have good luck.
He ran up to the wall and climbed up the footholds he had carved into the wall until he got up to the window which was the only entrance to the house. No one seemed to notice the small house with no entrances and only one window seven royal cubits from the ground. It had been his place of living since his parents had died and he had lived with his three siblings ever since. It was a miracle they had lived this far.
He climbed through the window and was suddenly pounced by two six-year olds.
"You're back," came the high-pitched voice of Ata.
"We thought the guards had found this place when we got back and Crissera wasn't here," Came the other voice of his sister Kakara.
"Wait a minute, Crissera isn't here?" He asked, realizing the panic in his own voice.
"We got back and she wasn't here but we found a note on the wall that said she was going to go for a walk," Replied Ata.
"That's good," He said relieved, "I got you two some bread and some fruit but leave some for Crissera."
"Where's yours Bakari?" Kakara asked
"I've already eaten, besides you two are smaller so you need food."
This seemed good enough for them as they started eating ferociously into the food. Bakari walked back to the windowsill and stared out at Cairo. It was a beautiful city but there were too many hungry people and he hated the idea of slaves but what could he, son a slave, do to stop all of this anyway.
His attention was drawn back to the pyramid and the memory of the guard and the light and the voice of the Gods flashed before his eyes. He rubbed his eyes and looked back at Ata and Kakara. They had already eaten the food and were sleeping.
The Doctor opened his eyes and immediately felt the headache. He tried to get up and groaned.
"Shush," came the voice of the man with the rock. "You need to rest of your head won't heal."
"Who are you?" the Doctor asked.
"That's not important but if it means so much to you, you can call me Gahiji."
"Well, Gahiji, why did you throw the rock at me only to heal it."
"I had to get you to my table so I could get the sickness out and because the sickness is in your head I had to rattle it to get them out."
The Doctor sat up. "What do you mean; there wasn't anything wrong with me. How were you able to disappear and who are you really."
"Listen Doctor," Gahiji said, "I'm not doing this for the hell of it, you know. This isn't some crazy attack on some random person who I just happened to see in the streets." He clicked and suddenly ropes grabbed the Doctor and pinned him to the rock so he wasn't able to move.
He looked up and Gahiji loomed over him. Gahiji leaned right down until their noses were almost touching and whispered to the Doctor. "This is revenge!"