completely different teenagers. We all had in common at least as many opposites. At some point there was a murmur through the crowd of students who had meanwhile gathered in front of the entrance. After a short time we saw the reason for this and Alex didn't let the opportunity slip by to raise me. "Look here comes Kojiro Kaiba Dany you don't want to say hello to your best friend." "Shut up Alex Taylor or you will experience your blue miracle" I snapped at him sharply. "Oh yeah, your action in the lobby yesterday." "You know about it," I looked at Nick. "Of course I know about it, everyone knows about it," he said, grinning from ear to ear. "Oh god !!!!" I put my face in my hands. Great, I just went to school for the second day and everyone already knows me. So that's why I was greeted and smiled at by so many people. I got very hot. I didn't want any attention at all. "Hey that'll be fine," Yami whispered in my ear and I squeezed his hand. "Thank you" Our teachers gathered at the entrance. "Well, let's go guys. Let's be prepared for at least 4 hours of boring talk." Daniel said and folded his arms behind his neck. "If you mean the story is boring" with these words I strutted past Daniel and pulled Yami closer to me. I noticed that Daniel was trying to flirt with me. But I wasn't in the mood for it. I fled to Yami, I always felt so safe with him.Keep safe. In this case I was selfish. I didn't care if Yami liked it or not at that moment. But I needed my solid rock to be there for me. And that was Yami at that moment. "I think that was just gone, Dan" said Nick "Why? What do you mean?" "She is Egyptian, you have just insulted her culture" Bastion now intervened. “OH!” Daniel scratched the back of his head, embarrassed. "And besides," added Nick, "you probably have to pass Yami first. He seems to be the object of her desire at the moment." "So lie down in Daniel, otherwise she's gone," said Bastion.

In the entrance hall of the museum we had to part again first. The teachers counted their students, then the rules of conduct were briefly explained. "Ladies and gentlemen, may I introduce this is Marcello Ishtar. He will guide us through the exhibition today. His parents are providing the artifacts for this exhibition. And now we want to begin," said our history teacher. "Hey, that's the boy who spoke to you earlier." Jean whispered to me. "Yes" "What is there to whisper to?" asked Yami. "That guy asked me earlier where the museum is, and now he's supposed to show us around the exhibition. Well then, good night," I said to my best friend. We went off and Marcello told a lot about the various objects in the museum. But he didn’t let it down, he told everyone his very own story. I liked that. So he was Egyptian too, just like me. After the one-hour tour, we had free access to the exhibition. Attendance was compulsory until 1 p.m. After that we were allowed to go. But it was just 10 o'clock. 3 more hours. Super. “Well, folks, I didn't think that could be so exciting.” Daniel and the other 11 graders of our group joined Alex, Jean, Lisa, Yami and me again. "Well, there you see it again, history can also be exciting" I said to Daniel and slowly made my way to the halls in which the large stone tablets were hanging. Unfortunately, Marcello could no longer show them to us due to lack of time. But I really wanted to see her. “Come with me, I still want to go to the big hall.” We started off very gradually. When we got into the hall we just saw Marcello Ishtar diving under a barrier that had been pulled in front of an entrance that led away from the hall. "Hey guys, come here, this picture is awesome." Alex pointed to a stone tablet and we joined him. Then my breath caught and Yami gasped. An image of Yami, Yugi and me was immortalized on the stone tablet. Opposite him was a man who looked damned like Kaiba. "How can that be, that's us. But that can't be, these tablets are over 5000 years old." I stammered. "That, that has to be provided!"He said slowly. I felt sick, everything was spinning. I got droplets of sweat on my forehead. I leaned against Yami who had turned white. He automatically turned me around and hugged me." ". I sobbed, but without crying." Everyone looked at me in dismay, while Yami continued to stroke my back. Then we heard an unfamiliar voice behind us. "but it can be" I opened my eyes and looked into a pair of gray, brightly shining eyes. "My name is Marik Ishtar. I'm Marcello's father. He told me about the two of you." Marik looked at Yami and me carefully. “How much do you know about ancient Egypt?” “Not too much,” said Yami. "Well, I'm from Cairo, but I don't know much about the old stories either." I answered truthfully. "They do not know?" a woman with black long hair appeared. "Say you know," she said urgently. "What should we know?" I asked desperately. She swallowed. “My name is Ishisu. I'm Marik's older sister.” I broke away from Yami's embrace and looked at the Egyptian woman whose eyes widened in horror. "She, she has his eyes. She looks like him!" Her blue eyes filled with tears. "Come with me," she said. “People can you wait outside?” Yami turned to the 5 11 graders. "Sure." "Wait, I have to get some fresh air," said Lisa. So Yami, Alex, Jean and I were alone again. We followed Ishisu down through the barrier into another dark hall full of blackboards. I was afraid. Yami felt this and took my hand. “These are tablets that we found in a still unknown burial chamber.” She said and the light was switched on. Marcello stood at the other end of the hall, he really looked very much like his father. The same hair color, the same eyes. When I looked at the first blackboard that came my way, my eyes widened in shock. On this board there were 4 replicas of Me. 3 men, presumably Yugi, Yami and Atem. He should look so much like me and the others. The third motif represented a woman, me! That was too much of a good thing. I sat down on the floor, pulled up my knees and wrapped my arms around my upper body, searching. "It can't be, it just can't be." Yami stammered, who had kneeled next to me. "I do not understand that!" I said flatly. Suddenly everything became bright. A glistening light flooded the entire hall. But this light source did not come from the lamps. Slowly all eyes got used to the light and we recognized a man with a long white cloak, a turban-like hat and piercing blue eyes. "Then it is time you learned to understand!" the man answered my question.