Prisoners of the Sun

A long time ago, when

mankind was still in its cradle,

visitors came from the sky.

They were called the Osiris.

These gods gave us

unimaginable gifts.

The lights of which we had

never dreamed of before.

Astronomy, architecture, culture.

But all these came at a price.

The Osiris wanted earth for themselves.

The Pharaoh, the greatest man of all,

together with the God of Sunlight Ra

opposed this threat to their people.

Just when the visitors prepared

to summon their kin to come to Earth

an opportunity arising only

once every 5000 years,

when the stars align

in the right order

the Pharaoh stole the light from the

Osiris, blinding them with its brilliance,

leaving them in prison,

in a dungeon

hidden in the labyrinth

below his pyramid.

But some still believed

in the visitors way

and prepared for the time of their return.

So did the Princess Amanphur.

Take the baby and run from here.

He is the last of the bloodline.

Give thanks to the Gods.

The worship of Osiris

will be buried with her.

Praise for her journey

to the next world.

She will be laid to rest

in the glory of Ra.

Without the Pharaoh's knowledge,

very deep below the princess's

pyramid grave,

a gate was constructed...

When the stars align once more...

the visitors would again be welcomed by

a descendant of the Princess's bloodline...

But the Pharaoh mistrusted

his princess even in death.

So he made a key.

The Key of Heaven

to lock in tightly whatever secrets

she may have kept from him.

A guardian was created

to protect the tomb.

And he made sure that no one would

tell the secrets of the tomb buildings

so that Osiris could never return.

But if they did, their

revenge would be terrible.

A rain of fire would scorch the Earth and

every man, woman and child would die.

Only loyal servants of the Osiris would be

rewarded and turned into Gods themselves.

The stars are approaching

their alignment.

But the Key of Heaven has been lost,

the bloodline seems to have vanished,

until now.

You're late.

It is the traffic again, huh?

Oh, what can I say,

it was horrible.

But you look beautiful!

I'm sweating and I'm dusty. Too many

hours playing Tomb Raider, Mr. Adler...

- Where is he?

- In the tent.

Take a look at this

before you go see him...

Beautiful!

You are amazing!

Against the risks...

7 days.

They built these pyramids to mirror

exactly what they saw in the heavens...

That mirror image only reappeared

once every 5000 years...

In seven days time,

the image will be complete again.

I checked again last night with

Mendella. They found nothing.

Tell him to widen the search area.

Tell him money is now no object.

We're running out of time.

We're late for Khalfani.

Oh, got to get on dealing

with that thieving goat...

Get the driver.

Yep, Masterton here.

No, that's not what I wanted.

I want it tomorrow. Not to next

week not next month. Tomorrow!

Masterton has confirmed the date.

Exactly in one week.

We have to find the entrance.

You know the tombs, right? I do not

understand why we can't locate it.

It's here.

It has to be.

We need to extend the dig. You organise

the lights so we can work through the night.

They're being delivered today. The bad

news is, there is a storm coming in.

- Oh great.

- Let's go inside.

You look tired, Professor.

Have you eaten today?

Too hot.

- You got it...

- You do not want to know how.

Why are museum staff

so damn stuffy?

Living with relics. Our people

will start looking like their dogs...

This is strange.

Now you tell me that is not

a visiting ship of some kind?

It could be the symbol of a flying god.

You know, Egypt changed

so fast at this time that

no man's aware that is

a great civilization.

No chance for us alright...

Like today. Just like today, cynics

will regard you as a bit of a crank.

Why, I'm as cynical as the best of them. I'm

telling you something strange went on here.

Are you looking for

anything in particular?

The Key of Heaven.

That's very particular.

You have it, I want it.

We do business?

You understand however, another

interested party willing to pay handsomely.

So tonight, the item would

want the most serious offer...

I am a most serious man.

And you would be?

Mr. Levitz, come with me.

I trust no one followed you here.

Nobody got anywhere near me.

Do you know the legend

of the Key of Heaven?

Yes, it was handed down since Egyptian times

by a sect of priests, until it went missing.

Lost. Lost, Mr. Levitz

in the midst of time.

Rumoured to be linked to the

mysterious Princess Amanphur.

How do I know it's genuine?

How do I know you can

afford such a treasure?

Ah, masterpieces, sculpture.

A miracle of survival.

You know that Hitler once sent

archaeologists here to search it,

but it remained hidden until now.

These are the Carbon testing results.

That he invite you,

it is priceless, Mr. Levitz?

- What about you?

- Let me see it first.

Well worth double the price.

I'm sure you'll agree.

I had in mind a trade.

This fine stick... 19th century.

You must be joking.

I rarely joke.

I am a most serious man.

Mr Khalfani?

Oh, Jesus!

Masterton

- I understand you seek a certain key.

- Levitz?

- Well, it just changed hands.

- You murdering bastard.

Do tell me where you are. I'm not going

to call the police and have you arrested.

On the way.

Should be with you any minute.

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