The museum had made it clear to all staff. Do not stare at the Idol of King Hypnos when it was out from under the protective glass.

But some, like Hanna and Judith, had apparently not got the memo. Or possibly Alice hadn't since she was the one who just yanked the case open to do the cleaning.

Either way, the three barely had a second until the power of the Idol lanced into their minds, burying their real selves and own desires beneath an urge to leave, to head to the home of their master and be his concubines.

Fortunately, this time, they were stopped at the airport, the check-in handler suspicious of the three women with little luggage and belly dancer outfits trying to get flights to Athens. The previous mishap had only been caught when she tried to break into the ruins of the long dead King's palace...