This story, my story, should never have happened. But it did, so I'm sharing it with you now. My mum got sick and sent me to stay with my archaeologist father in Egypt. I broke a 3,000-year-old statue of Anubis, God of the Underworld, that woke him up, yeah, not good. Then a mega sandstorm spun me and my friend Manar back in time. I mean way back in time, like 3,000 years back in time to Ancient Egypt!

We got caught up in a war, had to outsmart an assault of angry gods, and figure out if we could get back home. Like I said, it should never have happened. But I'd really like you to join me on my adventures. Spell 30 Book of the Dead.