" my name is Judah. But you can call me Jude."

A zip-tied Dawn looked at the young man. He was the same man that had sketched her. Her Portrait was surrounding her in this tiny room. Many different angles, and sketches. We're on the wall surrounding her. She would've made some witty remark, but her mouth was covered with duct tape.

"Jude Devlin-Johns. You may have heard of my mom, Alice Devlin whose father left her the Devlin restaurant chain. And of course, my father, Joffrey Johns the third. If you don't know him, then you know my brother. Joff Johns. The actor. I pursue a college degree and education. But Joff gets all the accolades. What a joke."

He knelt in front of the chair she was tied to on one knee.

" of course you'll meet them all when they attend the wedding."

Dawn mumbled through the tape. "Wedding?" She tried to say.

"Yes, we're getting married." he smiled. " you'll be Dawn Devlin-Johns. Wouldn't that be lovely? Oh, that man who took you, Barry, he told me all about you. Dawn DeKay. Such a grotesque name. Will change it soon enough."

Jude sat on her lap and begin stroking the girls short hair " I was told you had a long blue hair. I'm more of a natural guy myself. We will have to grow this out, though. Short hair isn't my preference. But we'll fix it."

The man kissed her duct-taped lips but pulled back.

" that was a little gross. If I take off the tape and you scream, you're dead. Got it?"

Dawn nodded and the table was slowly peeled off.

"God, that fucking hurts!"

Jude slapped her across the face "No! Bad! No cursing!"

Dawn sat stunned. She took a breath. "Okay. Okay, Jude. How did you know about me? All these pictures…"

" do you like them? When I first drew you, you became my muse."

"Oh, that's… yeah… why did you draw me?"

"I have a degree in Egyptology. I majored in it, minored in art. Using my art skills, I got a job at the police station as a profile artist. That's where I met you."

"Someone wanted a profile of me? Why me?"

"You broke into someone's house, apparently."

"What? No I— oh, it was J. Jonah Jameson wasn't it? Figures."

Jude nodded "he's been calling you the Mummy Menace. But I think you're more like the Mommy—"

"Okay, I've heard enough." Dawn told him, dropping the 'just go with it' attitude "Anubis, howl us outta here!"

She paused. "… Anubis?"

Jude laughed, "yes, Ra and Barry told me about your little dog friend. In my years in college, I received from my parents a book that could help me with my studies. It helped me more than you know. It is the Heka. There's a bunch of spells in it. A trap spell to bind some soul to a container, for example."

"Kind of like an ushabti?"

"Exactly! Or any container, really. There is another spell in it, I wasn't planning to use it. But it seems I might have no choice."

"Oh?" Dawn asked, trying to break free from the zip tie.

"Well, I know there was a chance you might not be as infatuated with me as I am with you. So this was my Plan B. A spell created in Hathor's name with her blessings and power. An eternal love spell." Jude smiled as he exited the room to retrieve the book in question.

Dawn tried desperately to break her thumbs to escape the zip ties, as she's seen on TV. But it didn't work.

"Hathor, I hate you."