I would face the terror that was to come, ay, even though I died.
"Isis, Holy Mother," I prayed.

"Isis, Spouse of Heaven, come unto me, be with me now; I faint! be with me now." And then I knew that things were not as things had been.

The air around me began to stir, it rustled as the wings of eagles rustle, it took life.

Bright eyes gazed upon me, strange whispers shook my soul.

Upon the darkness were bars of light.