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[thunder crashing]

[sobbing]

[groaning]

[roaring]

[Derek whimpering]

[Derek whimpering]

-[screams] -[lightning crackling]

[panting]

[thunder crashing]

Are you the one?

Huh?

Who... Who are you?

Are you the one?

"The one"?

Are you the one?

-[electricity crackles] -[yelling]

[groaning]

Forget all about me. Just a dream.

Just a dream.

[narrator] Since the beginning of time, mankind has existed between

the world of light and the world of darkness.

Our secret society has been here forever,

protecting others from the creatures who inhabit the shadows

in the night,

known only to the initiated by our true name:

The Legacy.

[children chattering]

[bell tolling in distance]

Hi, can I play?

Hey, you, new girl, what's your name?

Katherine. Kat, for short.

All right, then, Kat, if you wanna be one of us,

you're gonna have to pass the initiation.

What initiation?

Your name's Kat, so how about cat and mouse?

Except now you're the mouse.

You run away,

we count to ten and chase after you.

And if we catch you,

you get initiated.

What does that mean?

One, two...

What's gonna happen?

...three, four.

We're gonna get you, mousie.

Run!

Five,

six,

seven, eight,

nine,

ten!

[girls yelling indistinctly]

We're gonna find you!

We're gonna get you, mousie.

Where did she go?

Find her! Find her! Find her!

[female voice whispering] The dead shall walk.

The dead shall speak.

-[child whispers] Don't worry. -[gasps]

Everything will be fine.

Who are you?

-Your new best friend. -[girls yelling in distance]

Here they come. Leave everything to me.

[girl] Here she is!

[girls yelling]

[gasps]

Cats have claws.

Initiation time.

[wind howling]

[screaming]

[indistinct chanting]

[bones snapping]

[Derek] The mummy's tomb

was buried by an earthquake some 3,000 years ago.

This is what it probably looked like.

Cairo House has asked

for our expertise, facilities

and immediate attention.

Who exactly was buried here remains a mystery.

Legends of murder

and supernatural occurrences surround the tomb.

Our job is to identify the mummy

and, if possible, cause of death.

The reconstruction of a Middle Kingdom tomb

here, in the house?

I must be dreaming.

Dreaming?

Well, hopefully more pleasantly than I did last night.

An Egyptian ritual disembowelment

at the hands of my closest friends.

Mmm. Intriguing.

Yeah, Dr. Freud would have a field day with that one.

That, or those legends really do have some teeth.

[cell phone rings]

Excuse me.

Any word from Nick?

Oh, He's on his way back.

Plane landed at 1:30 this morning.

it took eight hours to clear customs.

Everything should be off the ferry by late afternoon.

-Mmm. Doesn't leave us much time. -[Rachel] What?

That's why I need everyone here.

No, I'll be right there.

Sorry, I can't help.

There's been a mix-up at Kat's new school.

-I gotta go. -Nothing serious?

[clicks tongue] I'll let you know.

Well, let's start building the database.

[headmistress] Here at Claremont,

we expect our girls

to behave like young ladies.

Your daughter attacked another student.

We have several witnesses.

No, I'm...

I'm sure there must be some kind of mistake.

Katherine has never done anything like that.

Jane Hankin, the victim of the assault,

suffered a dislocated elbow,

as well as cuts and scrapes.

Quite frankly, when your daughter lied--

Excuse me.

My daughter does not lie.

Really?

Yeah.

Then I suppose it must have been her friend Callie.

Who?

Callie.

I thought you would have heard her name before for sure.

She's your daughter's imaginary friend.

"Imaginary friend"?

You see? We had no choice.

Your daughter is suspended for one week.

And in order to be readmitted,

she must write a letter of apology

to both Jane Hankin and the school.

Is that clear?

Perfectly.

[teacher] Very good.

She's quite an artist, isn't she?

[school bell rings]

Good day.

I hate her. She doesn't believe me.

Okay. I'm listening.

Well, you... wanna tell me about your imaginary friend?

I understand her name is Callie.

I hate this school. Everybody's so mean to me.

Everybody except Callie?

That's right. I'm never coming back.

Oh, oh, oh. No, no, no, no, no, no.

That's not the way we do things around here.

You can't just quit 'cause you had a bad day.

You know...

Didn't exactly make my day, either.

Called to the principal's office.

Kind of, mmm...

Brought back bad memories.

You got called to the principal's office?

-Really? -Yeah. [chuckles]

You think you're the only outlaw around here? Uh-uh.

And you're also not the first woman in this family

who has punched somebody out, because...

Probably because they deserved it, but--

Uh, mmm-hmm.

Now, I am not saying that I approve of this,

but, Katherine, I know that I have spent a lot of time

away from home lately.

Well, between my practice

and The Legacy... Oh!

Do you know what they're doing there this weekend?

They're actually studying a real Egyptian mummy.

The mummy. We can see the mummy.

We'll have lots of fun.

Can we go?

-Where? -To see the mummy.

Oh. I'll have to call Derek, but why not?

On one condition.

You promise me that you will write those letters of apology

the minute we get back.

-Deal? -Deal.

Okay.

Better attitude. Hit the road.

Let's go. Move it, move it, move it.

Pretty impressive, huh?

Yeah.

So how's it going?

Not bad. Just, uh, checking the manifest of these contents.

You want a hand?

Sure, can you take this downstairs?

Okay. Gentle. Have you got it?

-Yep. -Okay.

[female voice whispering] The dead shall walk.

The dead shall speak.

[Rachel] Thanks for letting us spend the weekend.

I promise we'll stay out of your hair.

Well, I can actually use some help determining

the mummy's age and possible cause of death.

Sure, anything I can do. Look at... all this stuff.

Derek, this is fantastic.

Oh, Katherine, have you ever seen anything like this?

Yeah, just like the pictures in my history book, Mom.

Really?

Now, okay, wh-what are these?

Canopic jars.

They hold the embalmed vital organs of the deceased.

I think that's the intestines.

-Bleh! -[chuckles] Oh, charming.

Come on, I'll show you where we're setting it up.

Okay.

Kat.

[Derek] In here.

-[growling] -[screams]

Callie, you scared me.

Everything's here. It's all here.

You and I are gonna have a lot of fun this weekend.

[Derek] Katherine?

Here, catch.

Ow.

[Derek] Katherine, your mother is waiting.

Ooh! I'll take that.

What's that?

-Oh, you hurt your hand, huh? -Mmm-hmm.

A little scrape. You better show your mom.

Okay.

[thunder crashing]

That's a bad man, isn't he, kitty?

We must make sure the bad man...

doesn't see too much.

[softly] Kat?

Honey, are you still awake?

Mmm-hmm.

Good, because I really need to talk to you

before I go to sleep.

Lately it seems like we haven't had much time

to spend with each other,

and, uh, [clicks tongue] I don't want you to think,

"Huh. My mommy's too busy.

She doesn't even care about me."

Well, that's not true.

You're the most important thing in my whole life.

And you know something, Kat?

No matter what's going on, you're always in my heart,

and I am always in yours.

And nobody... or nothing

is ever gonna come between us.

You understand?

Good girl.

I love you, too, Mom.

[laughs]

This bear's pretty tired, so I think...

you'd better put your head down.

Good night.

Night-night.

The jackal god, Anubis.

Guardian of the gateway to the underworld.

The high priest probably wore that exact one

doing the embalming of our downstairs guest.

Like the one in your nightmare.

Uh-huh. Well.

Sacred objects like these,

especially the ones used in rituals,

-seem to possess powerful psychic impressions. -Hmm.

All right, set up a Qumlink to Cairo House

and tell them to send everything

they have on this tomb.

Right, you've got it.

[Callie] Egyptian pharaohs

were buried in pyramids just like this one.

Hidden passageways to confuse grave robbers.

And trap doors so they'd plunge to their death

in a nest of poisonous snakes.

Sometimes, even worse things would happen.

Worse? What could be worse

than falling in a nest of snakes?

They'd be buried alive with scorpions

-and tarantulas. -[gasps]

How do you know all this neat stuff?

Can't tell. I made a pact, and if I break it,

my tongue will fall out, and my eyes

will turn black and explode.

And I especially can't tell

about the mummy in the basement.

What?

Secret things.

I suppose we can make a pact.

But you'd have to promise never to tell anyone.

And you'd have to promise to help me.

Help you do what?

Cross your heart and hope to die.

Hey, Nick.

Hey, kiddo, how you doing?

-Fine. -Good.

What you doing?

I'm translating

the pictures on this sarcophagus into words.

-What's a sarcophagus? -[chuckles]

Uh, well, it's...

It's this container

that's made to hold the mummy's coffin.

The mummy's coffin?

Can I take a look?

Well, if Alex would give me a hand,

we can do one better, and you can have a look at the mummy inside.

-[Kat] Really? -Really.

Okay.

Wow! Who was he?

Well, we don't know that yet.

But the people in Cairo

think that he's a Middle Kingdom prince.

But we can't be sure.

How come?

Well, for one thing, his name isn't inscribed anywhere.

The name is the first thing that the dead

are supposed to see when they arrive in the afterworld,

so that they can properly introduce themselves.

Right, see... this?

That represents the dead person's ka.

Or spirit.

You mean, like a ghost?

[chuckles]

Yeah, close.

You see, the ancient Egyptians believed that everyone had a ka

that sort of followed them around in their life.

And then after they died, their kalives on.

Sounds like a ghost to me.

Yeah, kind of sounds like a ghost to me too.

It's... You know what happens if the...

If the ka,or the ghost, doesn't, uh, reunite with its body?

It becomes a real nasty demon.

Ew.

You know, that's another weird thing.

There's no food offerings.

It's as if someone wanted to make sure this prince

didn't make it into the afterworld.

[female voice whispering] The dead shall speak.

The dead shall walk.

The dead shall speak.

Shh.

Well, hello, young lady.

Can I ask you a question?

Yeah. And if I can, I'll answer you.

Okay.

When people die, they go to heaven, right?

Yep, if they've been good.

But what if they don't even know their name,

and they can't introduce themselves to God.

So he doesn't know how good they've been?

What happens then?

Well, you see, God would still know who they were--

Not according to the Egyptians.

How could he know who they were

if they didn't even know themselves?

I think you guys should spend more time finding out

that mummy's name, you know.

Of course.

[female voice whispering] The dead shall speak.

The dead shall walk.

The dead shall speak.

Huh.

Another job well done.

How can you like these people?

Especially that busybody, Derek, and that priest.

I really hate him.

I think you're spending too much time

with everyone except me.

But they're my friends.

Aren't I your friend?

You're just jealous.

Am not.

Let's play a game.

What kind of game?

Shadow tag.

I've got your shadow, you're mine.

No, I've got yours.

-No, I've got yours. -No.

No, no! Got yours.

-Got yours. -No!

Got yours.

No!

Oh, no.

[Alex] See this cartouche?

This is where the royal name should be inscribed,

only it's been chipped away.

It's as if someone wanted to keep us from knowing

who was buried here.

Well, it seems our prince was last in his line.

Killed in a dispute between two warring factions.

-So his father died without a successor. -Hmm.

A Pharaoh's only son... buried without his name.

An ignoble end to a noble line. But why?

Well, maybe whatever is being sent

from the Cairo House will shed some light.

When's it due in?

I wish I knew.

Well, let's get some sleep. We'll start again at dawn.

Okay.

[beeping]

[fax machine whirring]

[Kat] We shouldn't be doing this.

I need you. I can't do this alone.

We made a pact, remember?

Take my hand.

Oh, great goddess!

Bring the kaspirit of this cat back into its body.

I offer up my prayers in the presence of the gods.

[speaking Egyptian]

What? Come on, Callie, you're making that up.

This isn't gonna work.

What are you gonna do?

Open the mummy's jaw.

No way!

-You can't leave! -I'm not doing it!

Fine! I'll just have to get somebody else.

But you are going to stay.

Oh, great goddess,

bring the kaspirit of this cat

back into its body.

[thunder crashing]

[Callie shouting in Egyptian]

Raise yourself! Yourkashall not perish!

-The dead shall walk. -[Callie] The dead shall walk.

-The dead shall speak. -The dead shall speak.

-The dead shall walk. -The dead shall walk.

-The dead shall speak. -The dead shall speak.

The dead shall walk!

The dead shall speak!

[Derek yelling]

[roars]

[both] The dead shall walk!

The dead shall speak!

The dead shall walk!

The dead shall speak!

[roaring]

It's working. The kaapproaches. Look.

[roars]

Ahhh!

[panting]

[sighs in relief]

Nice. What the hell is that?

The cat mummy.

What's left of it.

Alex found it beside the sarcophagus this morning.

And that candle burned out next to it.

Yeah, well, it can't be as burnt-out

as the Cairo transmission.

The Qumlink computer's crisped.

I can't raise them, and I don't wanna use an unsecured line.

-Good morning. -Hey.

-Hey. -Morning.

How's Katherine?

Fine. Why?

There was an incident at the tomb.

Some kind of ritual with this cat mummy.

Perhaps an attempt to revive it.

Derek, are you implying that Katherine

had something to do with this?

Assuming none of us did it. She was in the house.

Oh, so she... She snuck down to the basement

and tried to bring a cat mummy back to life, is that it?

I... I don't believe this.

All right. I'll talk to her.

And then I never wanna hear another word about this.

Nick, I need a thermal imaging of this prince's mummy now.

And there's a copy of the Book of Anubis in the library,

made by a member of The Legacy who rode with Napoleon.

Tell Philip that I need a translation immediately.

All right.

Have fun.

Hey, boobaloo. What's up?

Mmm.

She's pretty. What's her name?

Is that Callie?

Is Callie here with you now on the island?

Sometimes. Not all the time.

Kat...

did you go downstairs last night after I put you to bed?

Katherine, were you playing in the basement last night?

-I didn't do it! -Do what?

Callie did it! Callie did everything!

No.

Katherine, Callie can't do anything.

Callie is imaginary.

No, she's not! Callie did it!

She made me watch! Just leave me alone!

Imaginary friends are usually friendly, not mischievous.

It's almost like Kat's using this Callie

to get back at someone.

Yeah, me.

I have a little girl who is very upset

that I'm spending so much time at The Legacy.

I'm gonna tell you something right now, Derek.

If it ever comes down to a choice between my daughter

and The Legacy, my daughter wins hands down, understand?

Each of us does what he must.

[scoffs]

I had another nightmare last night.

Really?

It might be some sort of psychic assault

being waged against us.

By whom? For what purpose?

Well, it's either connected to this mummy,

or perhaps the Cairo House has some other agenda.

I don't understand.

It's possible they set us up.

The Legacy's had renegade houses before.

What?

What will you do?

Whatever we must.

You brought that cat back, and I got in trouble.

Don't worry, they won't do anything.

But it worked. Wasn't it amazing?

[sighs]

Now all we have to do is the same thing to the mummy.

But... people are much harder than cats.

No.

No more.

You promised, remember?

Cross your heart and hope to die.

[keyboard clacking]

[Nick] So, what do we got?

Ah. Severe cranial damage, left hemisphere.

There's your cause of death.

And what's the discoloration around the mouth?

[Rachel] I don't know. That shouldn't be there.

You want me to take another pass on 'em?

Please.

So, what else can you tell?

I'm... looking, I'm looking.

The torso normal...

Oh, okay, hold there.

Now, see this?

Judging from the development of the bone marrow

in the legs, and the span of the pelvis,

the hip joints...

I'd say our subject was eight years old at death...

and female.

-What? -Our prince was an eight-year-old girl.

An eight-year-old murdered princess?

We don't even know her name.

Did you get the results of the carbon dating?

Mmm. 1800 B.C. Late Middle Kingdom.

Any word from Cairo?

Someone sabotaged the Qumlink.

Until this is resolved, we trust no one.

Recheck the hieroglyphics.

There must be something we missed.

I'm on it.

Translation, where do we stand?

I've gone through the Egyptian funeral procedures.

Nothing yet.

Search the more esoteric sections.

What do I look for?

[muffled groan]

Anything to do with strangulation.

All right.

[door opens]

Are you sure?

I double-checked the translation.

I'm positive.

Middle Kingdom.

The war between Akhenaton III and the high priest of Sekhmet.

The Pharaoh's daughter was murdered in her sleep.

Her tomb was never found.

-Her name was Senephra. -[voices whispering]

Senephra.

[female voice whispering] The dead shall walk.

So without a name... or a proper burial,

Senephra's kaspirit would be doomed

to haunt the sarcophagus forever.

Wherever it went.

Exactly.

No one should know.

Tell Rachel to meet me in the control room.

There's something I want her to see.

[female voice whispering] The dead shall speak.

The dead shall walk.

The dead shall speak.

Senephra.

You can't turn back now.

We made a pact. You gave your word.

Why can't you do it yourself?

There has to be two.

One to chant and one to do the rituals.

But I don't know what to say.

The priest will tell us.

He's in the library right now looking up things.

I want you to go to him. Find out what he's learned.

We have to hurry.

No. Philip's my friend. I can't.

You must.

Look at me, Kat. Look at me.

You will do exactly what I tell you to do, understand?

Alex said you needed to see me.

Yes.

When was the first time Kat met her imaginary friend, Callie?

Two days ago, at school.

The day after my first nightmare about the tomb.

The day the relics arrived.

That's right.

Derek do you think there's some sort of connection?

Well, we'll know in a second. Nick?

[typing]

Okay, here we go.

Courtesy of the finest forensic software on the market.

A computer-simulated reconstruction

of the face

of an eight-year-old Egyptian princess.

How can this be?

Imagine a Pharaoh's daughter, killed by a jealous priest.

Then buried without ceremony.

Vengeance extending beyond the grave.

But here? Now?

Unless her wandering spirit, or ka,can reunite with her body,

it will haunt her tomb forever.

So once it was here at The Legacy,

it took the form of Kat's not-so-imaginary friend?

But why Kat?

Same age, same sex.

Her sensitivity to the sight.

The ease with which it could manipulate a child.

They're kindred spirits.

Okay, but what does it want from Kat?

What it always wanted.

A chance to be reborn.

[gasps]

Oh, Katherine. You gave me a fright.

What are you doing?

Translating this old journal.

It was written in French 200 years ago.

What's it about?

It's about how the ancient Egyptians buried their dead.

And I'm just about done.

[female voice whispering] The dead shall speak.

The dead shall walk.

There.

Finished.

[gasps]

Let him go!

Callie, let him go!

I hate priests.

[grunting]

[sobbing] Callie, I promise I'll help you!

Please, just don't hurt him, please!

Raise yourself!

Raise yourself!

Princess Senephra, rise up.

The mounds of Osiris await.

Your kashall not perish.

[both] The dead shall walk!

The dead shall speak!

The dead shall walk!

The dead shall speak!

[Nick] All right, here we've got

a three-dimensional view of the mummy's mouth

and mandible region.

[Derek] You see? The mummy's mouth

is supposed to be open to receive its spirit.

What is that discoloration?

[Derek] I'd say a thick layer

of embalming resin hardened into a shell.

[Nick] Looks like the priest didn't want

the Pharaoh's daughter to make it

into the afterworld under any circumstances.

And after centuries of waiting, not knowing its name,

sealed off from its body, the kaof the princess

will do anything in its power to reunite with her body.

What if it can't?

Well, realizing its fate,

the hungry spirit will be forced

to find someone else's body to inhabit.

Someone...

compatible.

Katherine.

Philip. Philip, what happened?

[grunts]

There was a girl. Ka... Katherine.

Katherine's in danger.

[thunder crashing]

Where's... Where's my translation?

Okay.

No. No. I've got to find my translation.

Okay.

[sings in Egyptian]

Kat, read the words.

"Untie the bandages twice

which are upon thy mouth."

[sings in Egyptian]

With this key,

the door will be opened.

[both] The dead shall speak!

The dead shall walk!

[chanting in Egyptian]

Read!

♪ Be opened, thy mouth ♪

♪ With the iron Of heaven ♪

[grunting]

I can't get them open!

Kat's in danger.

[Philip] Anubis.

They took my translation.

They're in the tomb.

-Oh, God! -Oh!

[gasps]

Mom? See, she's real.

My God. Yes, honey.

We can all see her now.

Okay, Katherine.

I just want you to come to Mommy.

No!

Mom!

Mom!

No, Kat.

Stay with me...

forever.

[effort grunts]

[screams]

Goodbye, Kat.

Bye, Senephra.

[Kat] Tag! You're it!

Hey! What are you talking about?

You didn't even touch me.

I didn't need to, I got your shadow.

So that means you're it.

Wait. Who taught you those rules?

Callie.

Mom, why did Callie have to be so mean?

Because she was desperate.

But she's okay now, right?

Right, she's okay now.

So let's hit the road, huh?

Oh, tag! You're it!

Ahhh!

I gotcha. Okay?

-[door closes] -Everything okay?

I was thinking about Kat.

Sometimes she reminds me of myself.

We are only children once, and I'd hate to see her

robbed of her childhood the way I was robbed of mine.

I'm sure your father had his reasons.

Oh, yes, he did.

To prepare me for all of this.

You think that when you were her age,

that your father considered leaving The Legacy?

I'm sure he did.

But The Legacy was his life, his passion.

There was really no choice.

For him, for me.

And maybe for Kat.

[Kat] ♪ I got your shadow ♪

[Rachel laughs] I got yours.