"Well, you're in luck because, instead of payment, you will be given one of theses, shipped to your address, one week before official release." David said, looking at Melody and grinning at the testers, this one seemed more genuine than the last. One of the testers had pointed out that his smile was "creepy" and he regained control immediately after, his smiles becoming genuine and kind. "You will be free to do whatever you like with your consoles when they arrive, even release screenshots and post video reviews. You cannot do any of this right now, of course, since we are still only alpha testing."

Before anyone could express their excitement at the revelation that they would be given their own consoles free of charge in a few months David nodded at the technicians at their monitors now that all of the testers were seated and they began typing furiously.

Before the information could even sink in the buzzing sound in Dan's ears grew louder and his vision blurred before everything went black and silent and he appeared in the same white room he had seen in the demo, but this time the others were inside with him, the worlds "WELCOME TO THE ANIMUS" scrawled on the wall in hieroglyphs. Dan wasn't sure how he could read it but he knew what it said and that amazed him. Suddenly the walls melted away and he, along with the others were standing in the room they had seen at the end of the demo, the Mentor sitting on his mountain of pillows, the Masters waiting patiently for he and the others to take their robes and equipment from them.

Dan held up a hand in front of his face, though his body was still he saw a hand before his eyes and it wasn't his. The skin was darker and the fingers weren't as slender as his own but he could still feel the world through this hand. The air was warm and a light breeze blew through the room. It smelled of spices and sand. "This is amazing," He said in Egyptian, the voice wasn't his own either.

Outside the game in the real world the technicians were talking furiously and David was growing impatient. "What's going on?" he demanded and one of the technicians looked at him.

"Well, sir, it isn't good." The technician said and ran a hand through his thinning hair. "We have a protocol breach, memories are bleeding through. Instead of translating everything like the software is supposed to it seems that the ancestors' memories are getting through and they can read and speak Egyptian."

"Which one?"

"All of them sir..."

David stood there and looked at the people, seemingly asleep in their chairs and crossed his arms. "Keep going, let me know if the bleeding effect gets any worse. We can't afford to pull the project this early."