What were supposed to be my parents and I went to egypt, and spoke with the pharoah about going to a banquet. There were a group of people in a crowd next to us trying to stand on a giant cross looking thing, which tipped over and nearly killed a little girl. The pharoah told us we couldn’t go to the banquet we had requested, but offered to let us go to a different one. We eventually found that we had been taken as prisoners, and he intended to serve us as food for the real banquet.
Goddamn I'm amazing.