Gary sat back and pondered, was this a hint to the location of the Evils? He had a gut instinct, but he needed to be certain. He called his best data scientists and asked them to simulate every possible answer, and most of the models came to the same conclusion. This bowing creature was likely the Sphinx. And from what he could tell, it pointed towards the location of the mirror. It was vague though, was it a temple? A house? Looking at a map, something stood out. An island, in the Nile - could that be where the sand is tossed? It was worth the risk. Gary hopped on his private jet and shot off towards Egypt. When he arrived, he went immediately to the island.

In the center of the island, in line with the direction the Sphinx was facing, was a courtyard with a fountain and broken sun dial. The fountain was off. There was nothing else - no pyramids, no tombs, nothing. Gary was about to call a search for the whole island, but it was getting late. As Gary checked the time, he paused. The sundial.

“A land is lost, but just in time.”

Is this the lost land? Gary pulled out the Taserak and flipped through it looking for something about a sundial. Not much was available, but he had a feeling. “Nothing to lose, I guess”, he thought.

Gary grabbed a shovel, walked to the center of the fountain and struck the ground. A plume of smoke followed and Gary was gone. As his crew walked towards the fountain, and as the dust settled, they saw that the floor had collapsed - “Guys, you need to see this” yelled Gary.

The evening light barely lit the chamber, but Gary could still make out the contents of the eerie room. There were a number of sculptures depicting some of the terrifying monsters that Gary had read about in the Taserak. Standing tall between the sculptures, guarded by two multi headed apes, was a shining mirror.

It looked like the mirror had been placed there just yesterday, still polished to a sheen. The elaborate carvings were only shadowed by the hundreds of pipes woven into the frame. “Could this be how the power source works?” Gary wondered as he inspected the mirror. As he touched the surface of the mirror it reacted to his touch like a reverse ripple, as if all the energy was coming to his hand. He knew that this was going to change his life, the world. Probably in that order.

Gary also knew that there was no way to get this stuff out of Egypt quietly, historians would want first access. He needed to move quickly. It was dark now, so he ordered his team to quickly and with utmost safety to lift the mirror out of the tomb and send it to a private airport a few miles out of Cairo, immediately. “We need that thing back at the lab today. Tell no one.” he asked his team.

As Gary received confirmation that his newly acquired mirror was airborne, he sent an email to a local archaeologist, affiliated with the country’s artifact preservation team. He told them he had accidentally fallen into an old chamber filled with statues from antiquity. He didn’t recognize any of them, nor did he recognize the hieroglyphs. They should send a team.

The next day, the Egyptian news hailed Gary as a hero for discovering what seemed like an entirely new civilization, as he flew home to get to work. ”A land lost.” was on his mind. What did he actually uncover? The Taserak claimed that the entire existence of the Evils has been written out of history, this could change the course of that history.