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I shall tell you today a tale that stretches from antiquity even unto the very present. A tale so chilling that I dare you be unmoved by it.

40 centuries of stony steep gone; there lived in the Upper Kingdom a young princess; Ankhesenpa'aten by name. She was tall, slim and of fairer hair & complexion than her peers. Compassionate and beautiful, she was adored by all; peasant and nobility alike and most especially by her grandfather, with whom she would be wed upon the coming of her first blood.

For these were evil days, when Pharaohs walked as Gods and mere mortals did their bidding unthinking.

It came time for the wedding party shortly after her 12th birthday. The celebrations continued for a night and a day. The princess consumed much of a special herb which enhanced her creativity, heightened her libido and lowered her natural inhibitions. She was observed much in concourse with her Uncle the High Priest, a man of powerful mind, a body raddled with the scars of a thousand debauched sins and of whom rumor spoke of a wickedness unimaginable. They were seen leaving the event together at midnight and that was the last time any living eye was set upon her face.

A week passed. The nation was in mourning.

Her body was found by a goatherd upon the bank of the Nile; naked, exsanguinated and defiled, her throat torn open as if by the talons of some fell beast.

It is unknown what befell her body and mind in those missing 7 days. Her soul was inevitably lost. But what of her spirit?

It is unsafe for us to reveal even this much; the spirit of this poor child walks the earth to this day; by daylight she kneels in a darkened cell in some nameless monastery, praying for salvation. By night she stalks the darkened streets, preying on innocent blood and lusting always for revenge upon her family.

She seeks not your pity, but rather to give warning.

To those of you who play silly games in your ignorance and arrogance - take heed! For just the other side of this veil of tears lie entities so foul as to stop your breath. Waiting.

Waiting patiently for just one tiny slip. To give entrance to your world.