Nine days. He'd been out of that dreaded pit and finally back home for no less than nine days. And it felt too good for words, he was in pure relief and thankfulness. 
The light still hurt his eyes, but he would get used to that in time. He was merely glad he could once again breathe the air straight from the trees and hear birdsong and use all of his senses again. No longer in a dark, cold, and unforgiving tomb. He was out. He was free. And most of all, he was able to see his children once more. And that made it all worth while.

* * *

Nearly a year has passed since then. Since Ammon was freed from his stone prison of two thousand years. And he would be eternally grateful for it. He is still unable to remove his bandages or the seals they conceal. But that is a trivial matter. His first concern is for his family, second his knowledge of the present world. Though it would be a lie to say the seals were the furthest thing from his mind. But they certainly weren't among the first. No they could wait. He had much to catch up on....

With Egypt now back at home and once again in his proper position one can only wonder what will happen in the world now. One thing is certain: alliances will be made and enemies forged. Though the question remains, who is on what side?....
choose your allies carefully....