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Are you the one?
Who are you?
Are you the one?
- The one? - Are you the one?
Forget all about me. Just a dream.
Just a dream.
Hi. Can I play?
Hey, you, new girl, what's your name?
Katherine. Kat for short.
All right, 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 10 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...
...10!
We're gonna find you!
We're gonna get you, mousie.
Where did she go?
Find her! Find her! Find her!
Don't worry, everything will be fine.
- Who are you? - Your new best friend.
Here they come. Leave everything to me.
Here she is!
Cats have claws.
Initiation time.
The mummy's tomb was buried by an earthquake...
...some 3000 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.
Intriguing.
Yeah, Dr. Freud would have a field day with that one.
That, or those legends really do have some teeth.
- Excuse me. - Any word from Nick?
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.
- Doesn't leave us much time. - 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? - I'll let you know.
Well, let's start building the database.
Here at Claremont, we expect our girls to behave like young ladies.
Your daughter attacked another student. We have several witnesses.
No, 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 was 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.
Very good.
She's quite an artist.
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.
No, no, no. That's not the way we do things around here.
You can't just quit because you had a bad day.
You know, it didn't exactly make my day either.
Getting called to the principal's office.
Kind of brought back bad memories.
You got called to the principal's office?
- Really? - Yeah.
You think you're the only outlaw around here?
And you're also not the first woman in this family...
...who has punched somebody out because...
Probably because they deserved it, but...
Now, I am not saying that I approve of this...
...but, Katherine, I know that I've spent a lot of time away from home lately...
...and, well, between my practice and The Legacy...
Do you know what they're doing there this weekend?
They are 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.
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 checking the manifest...
...of these contents. - You want a hand?
- Sure. Can you take this downstairs? - Okay. Gentle. Have you got it?
- Yep. - Okay.
Thanks for letting us spend the weekend. 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, what are these? - Canopic jars.
They hold the embalmed vital organs of the deceased.
I think that's the intestines.
- Oh, charming. - Come on, I'll show you...
...where we're setting it up. - Okay.
Kat.
In here.
Callie, you scared me.
Everything's here. It's all here.
You and I are gonna have a lot of fun this weekend.
Katherine?
Here, catch.
Katherine, your mother is waiting.
I'll take that.
What's that? Oh, you hurt your hand, huh?
A little scrape. You better show your mom.
Okay.
That's a bad man, isn't he, kitty?
We must make sure the bad man...
...doesn't see too much.
Kat?
Honey, are you still awake?
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 I don't want you to think:
"My Mommy's too busy, she doesn't even care about me."
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.
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...
...during the embalming of our downstairs guest.
Like the one in your nightmare.
Yeah.
Sacred objects like these, especially the ones used in rituals...
...seem to possess powerful psychic impressions.
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.
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.
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?
Well, 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 look at the mummy inside.
- 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 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.
Yeah, close.
See, the ancient Egyptians believed that everyone had a ka...
...that followed them around in their life...
...and then after they die, their ka lives on.
Sounds like a ghost to me.
Yeah, sounds like a ghost to me too. It's... You know what happens...
...if the ka, or the ghost, doesn't reunite with its body?
It becomes a real nasty demon.
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.
- 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.
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! Got yours.
- Got yours. - No.
- Got yours. - No!
All right.
See this cartouche? This is where the royal name should be inscribed...
...only it's been chipped away.
As if someone wanted to keep us from knowing who was buried here.
It seems our prince was last in his line.
Killed in a dispute between two warring factions.
So his father died without a successor.
A Pharaoh's only son, buried without his name.
An ignoble end to a noble line. But why?
Maybe whatever's being sent from the Cairo House will shed some light.
- When's it due in? - I wish I knew.
Let's get some sleep. We'll start again at dawn.
Okay.
- We shouldn't be doing this. - I need you. I can't do this alone.
We made a pact, remember?
Take my hand.
O great goddess...
...bring the ka spirit of this cat back into its body.
I offer up my prayers in the presence of the gods.
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.
O great goddess...
...bring the ka spirit of this cat back into its body.
Raise yourselh. Your ka shall not perish.
- The dead shall walk. - 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.
- The dead shall walk! - 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!
It's working. The ka approaches, look.
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 next to it. - It can't be as burnt-out...
...as the Cairo transmission. The Qumlink computer's crisped.
I can't raise them. I don't wanna use an unsecured line.
- Good morning. - Hey.
- Hey. - Good 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 snuck down to the basement...
...and tried to bring a cat mummy back to life, is that it?
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?
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.
And I'll 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.
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 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?
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.
So, what do we got?
Severe cranial damage, left hemisphere.
- There's your cause of death. - What's the discoloration...
...around the mouth? - I don't know.
That shouldn't be there.
- Want me to take another pass at him? - Please.
So, what else can you tell?
I'm looking, I'm looking.
Torso, normal.
Oh, okay, hold there.
Now, see this? Judging from the development of the bone marrow...
...on the legs and the span of the pelvis...
...the hip joints...
...I'd say our subject was 8 years old at death and female.
- What? - Our prince was an 8-year-old girl.
An 8-year-old murdered princess?
And we do not even know her name. Get the results of the carbon dating?
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?
- Anything to do with strangulation. - All right.
- 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.
Senephra.
So without a name or a proper burial...
...Senephra's ka spirit 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.
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?
Okay, here we go. Courtesy of the finest forensic software on the market.
A computer-simulated reconstruction...
...of the face of an 8-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.
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.
There. Finished.
Let him go! Callie, let him go!
I hate priests.
Callie, I promise to help you. Please, just don't hurt him. Please!
Raise yourself!
Raise yourself!
Princess Senephra, rise up!
The mounds of Osiris await.
Your ka shall not perish.
- The dead shall walk! - 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!
Here we've got a three-dimensional view...
...of the mummy's mouth and mandible region.
See, the mummy's mouth is supposed to be open to receive its spirit.
What is that discoloration?
I'd say a thick layer of embalming resin hardened into a shell.
Looks like the priest didn't want her to make it...
...into the afterworld under any circumstances.
And after centuries of waiting, not knowing its name, sealed off...
...from its body, the ka of the princess will do anything in its power...
...to reunite with her body.
What if it can't?
Realizing its fate, the spirit will be forced...
...to find someone else's body to inhabit.
Someone compatible.
Katherine.
Philip. Philip, what happened?
There was a girl. Katherine.
Katherine's in danger.
The Anubis.
- Where's...? Where's my translation? - Okay.
No. No, I've got to find my translation.
Okay.
Kat, read the words.
"Untie the bandages twice which are upon thy mouth."
With this key, the door will be opened.
- The dead shall speak. - The dead shall speak.
- The dead shall walk. - The dead shall walk.
Read!
Be opened, thy mouth
With the iron oh heaven
I can't get them open!
- Kat's in danger. - Anubis. They took my translation.
They're in the tomb.
Oh, God!
- 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.
No!
- Goodbye, Kat. - Bye, Senephra.
- Tag, you're it! - What? You didn't even touch me.
I didn't need to. I got your shadow, so 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? - Okay.
Tag, you're it!
I got you, okay?
Everything okay?
I was thinking about Kat.
Sometimes she reminds me of myself.
We are only children once, and I 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 when you were her age...
...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.
I got your shadow.
I got yours.
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