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It's open.

I said it's open.

What are you, deaf? I said it's open.

What the hell is going on?

I was just returning your GPS.

I'm sorry. Come in. Come in.

Tough day?

Well, somebody's been playing a prank on me.

They've been ditching my door.

That's funny. Usually the freshman girls just stand

at the door and swoon and bat their eyelashes.

Well, it is mid-term, so maybe they gotta look at their grades.

I'm sure they'd all love to fail, just so they could take your class again.

Well, maybe it was one of my male students.

Half of them have bigger crushes than the girls.

Oh, that's real funny.

So how'd Guatemala go?

Awesome. We found some great items.

At the Mayan site?

Better. We uncovered some burial grounds.

Pre-Mayan?

They have ash and pottery.

Pigmentin.

Black and gold?

Wow, we are getting close.

What'd you bring back?

Just a few shards.

The graduates are trying to piece them together right now.

I'd like to see what you find.

Sanders is having a symposium tonight.

Sanders?

It's not that bad.

Right. The guy's a living fossil.

Oh, come on.

You know, I'd be kicked out if he had his way.

Well, if you hadn't been so harsh in San Antigua--

I've been so harsh?

He almost tripped an Incan spike trap.

It's not that bad.

They were laced with ash venom.

So… he's a little clumsy.

He's a liability.

He's the department head.

Oh yeah, he's the head, alright. In the department he can kiss.

He's let you keep working on this theory of yours, hasn't he?

Not theory, Jenny. It's fact.

I'm this close to finding the link.

A civilization predating the Mayan Empire that bred a race of warriors.

It's not your standard human soldier.

It's super advanced ones.

Ooh, superheroes, huh?

Or villains, depends on which side you're on.

Well, I'm speaking at the symposium tonight.

Not Sanders.

Then I'll be there.

I'll wear something sexy then.

Oh, and thanks for the souvenir from Guatemala.

You're welcome. But it's not for me.

Sanders?

Not that I know of.

Huh.

Strange.

Secret admirer, no doubt.

Bye, Dr. Kent.

Yeah.

It can't be.

It's my belief that this civilization understands a language

far more advanced than any I've studied — Dr. Trace, 1923.

Symbols and signals of an arcane nature not found like the Mayan or the Egyptian era.

I believe them to be right.

Forbidden language?

Enna uta uthra re.

What happened in here?

Where'd she go?

- Where did who go? - Where is she?

Where'd she go?

Where did who go?

There was a woman in here.

She attacked me.

She attacked you?

Who attacked you?

A student?

I don't know.

I don't think so.

You have a bump on your head.

What happened?

I don't know.

She was incredibly strong.

Well, we need to report this.

No, I don't think there's anything to report.

I must have dreamed it.

Well, how did you get that wound?

I must have gotten it and slipped and fallen or something.

What were you doing?

The idol. I was translating the symbols.

Where did you get this?

It's the package that was sent to me.

How did this get in here?

What is it?

- I've seen this before. - In Guatemala?

There was a sub-chamber and it was filled inside with these symbols.

Wow. Then it's authentic.

You think pre-Mayan?

Or a damn good replica.

- No, I don't think so. - How's that?

Well, I was just in the lab and those shards dated back 10,000 years.

10,000?

Then it's true. It's a pre-dawn of man's civilization.

I don't know though. This doesn't look 10,000 years old.

That's exactly what I thought.

It might be a later relic representing the same sect.

A sect? Like a following?

Oh, yeah. This is Dr. Trace's journal.

You mean as in like the famous archaeologist Anthony Trace?

None other. I came upon it in a ruin in Peru.

I thought Dr. Trace was devoured in a snake pit.

Well, even snakes have to take a crap every now and then.

It was in a snake?

Well, so was Dr. Trace.

That's a bad memory. I don't want to talk about it.

It's how I got started on the myth of the inaugural civilization.

It's all here.

They were more than just warriors.

Their senses enhanced, superb, through the rites of Shira.

Those who were strong enough to survive her only had begun to understand the rites.

The men were made into warriors of great skill, but then Shira,

goddess of the body, would mold them into beings of lust.

It was the forbidden lust.

Through it, they would be made servants of Shira.

And no army could stand before her.

Oh, yeah.

Maybe the religion isn't quite dead yet.

But who would send this to you?

I don't know. Somebody who knows that I'm researching this civilization?

Roger, just please be careful with this.

Come on, Jenny. it's a dead civilization.

It's been gone for thousands of years.

Well, even thousands of years doesn't change some civilizations. You know that.

I doubt Shira has lived so long.

You've seen more than enough in your travels to know what I mean.

I think I can handle a doll.

You better put some ice on that bump.

Thank you, Dr. Jenny.

Archaeologist, and now a medical doctor.

Don't miss the symposium.

I'll be wearing very short shorts just for you.

I wouldn't miss it.

You're not 10,000 years old, that's for sure.

These weren't here before.

What is this thing?

Hello?

Where am I?

In time, run away.

I don't understand.

You will in time.

I will in time? What do you mean?

In time, young boy.

It's the idol. It's making me hallucinate or something.

You don't believe? Can you feel?

I'm in my study. This can't be happening.

You will be my guardian. Take him.

This is what I have to offer you.

What happened?

- Oh my god, are you okay? - Where am I?

In your study!

Where's the temple? I was in the temple.

What temple?

I was there.

What do you mean?

I saw the rites. I was there.

You're hallucinating.

You're burning up.

I saw Shiera. I saw the rites.

You're sick, Roger. You are delirious.

There are two guards. I watched the rites.

God, shh. It's okay.

You're hallucinating. You're seeing things.

I saw Shiera. I saw the rites.

I knew I should have came earlier when I didn't see you at this symposium.

I missed the symposium?

I thought it was at 7.30.

It's 10.30.

I can't be. I was in there maybe an hour with her.

We have to get your fever down. You're burning up.

Shiera? No. No.

I saw it. I saw it. I saw it.

Jenny?

Jenny?

I don't understand. I don't understand. Shiera?

Shiera, no.

No. No. No.

Jenny?

Jenny?

Shiera?

I don't understand.

No. No. No.

Jenny?

Roger. How are you feeling?

I'm tired.

- What happened? - You had a horrible fever.

It feels like you're broke now.

What time is it? - 8.30 p.m.

You missed the symposium?

That was two days ago.

Two days? I've been out for that long?

Yeah, you gave Sanders quite a scare.

Sanders was here?

And the rest of the faculty and student body.

But I kept them out mostly.

Wow.

- What was it I had? - A very rare virus.

You can thank your idol for that.

What do you mean?

Apparently it was soaked in some fluid from Central America.

It carried a nasty virus.

- Well, where is it now? - Quarantined in the lab.

They gave it some chemo treatments to kill any remaining bugs.

Do you think somebody tried to poison me with it?

Well, that's the prevailing theory for this time.

So, it was just dreams. You were pretty sick.

Delirious. You even screamed for a bit.

I screamed, huh?

Don't worry. They were macho screams.

You really didn't have to stay here, you know.

Don't mention it. That's what colleagues are for.

We're good friends.

- Are you hungry yet? - I'm starved. My treat.

You're on.

Oh, and, uh…

Hey, Jenny.

It's me. Oh, yeah, no problem. I owed you.

Hey, listen, did they… did they finish with that idol?

No, because it's back on my desk.

No, I'm sitting here looking at it right now.

No, don't worry. I won't… I'm not going through that again.

All right. I'll wait for you.

Roger?

Roger?

Roger?

Roger?

I need you.

Are you real?

As real as flesh and bone.

It can't be, I was delirious.

Who are you?

I am your queen.

The rights of Shiera.

Yes, you begin to understand.

That's true. There was a civilization.

Still is. Time has no meaning to us.

You sent me the idol.

Yes, it is the passage.

I can't go to that place.

Do you not desire me?

I don't understand.

You are my warrior. I choose you.

Resist her, Roger.

Resist her, Roger.

She was real.

I don't know.

Ten thousand years old.

Or ten years. Depends on the concept of time.

Well, you found your civilization.

I think I'll let it go.

Some things are just better left undisturbed.

You think Sanders will understand?

I think I'll take a trip to Indonesia.

What's in Indonesia?

A myth.

There's this ancient tribe of headhunters and they reanimate their dead.

What do you say?

Can we avoid the snake pits?

- But that's all the fun. - I don't think so.