Chapter 3

While the rain beat through the air outside, Ian stretched out on the bed in his room, and tried to get himself in the proper mindset to appreciate one of the world’s most beautiful and powerful sites. He’d spent some time seeing many of them in the past year and a half, and this was the one he was most excited about.

Ian tried to move himself into a meditative state, breathing in and out, slowly, as his parents and his twin, Seamus, always did. It lasted for a bit, but as usual, Ian was asleep in less than a half-hour.

Ian dreamed of the pyramids, of running through the sand. He was laughing. There was a man behind him, and they fell into the sand together. Ian grabbed onto the man, and something about him was familiar. It felt like he had known him forever.