My name is Aye and I am on my way to the mystery school. As I walk I think on the present. When I look at myself I see that I am a man of good breeding, for my gown is of the finest gold silk like cloth edged in blue. My head dress is blue with a gold silk like shade cloth. Even though I am rather on the large side, my health is good. I stand about 5/10.  My shoes are gold sandals and I carry a cane. My age would be in the late 50s. My path takes me through a very well kept garden filled with well cut grass, massive flowers and shrubs. Obviously the garden of someone of great note.

As I walk along I see a large shrub to the left near the wall and this is where I am heading. I look around to see if anyone is looking and there is nobody, so I slip behind and am confronted by a door. It opens and I step inside to behold a long passage, with ornate paintings and here and there, a marble statue. The floor is highly polished granite. I seem to walk for some time before I come to the end where there is another door, this one is massively heavy but not obtrusive. I pass through into a huge hall, this also is of high standard. Whilst the walls have been prepared for paintings they are an off white in colour, the ceiling is very high, being held up by the usual columns. In the centre of the ceiling, seemingly flying free is a massive golden eagle. Once again the floor is highly polished granite. The only furniture is made up of two chairs with what looks like red velvet, the rest of the seats are stools and they like the chairs are ornately carved with red cushions. There are small tables of various heights, that are used when lecturing.

Until now I have been alone but I become aware of people streaming in from all directions. They come silently and remain standing, as if waiting for someone to enter. When all are present we become aware that the presence of Akhenaten and his consort Sitamun has happened. I say happened for they seem to come from nowhere . They just seem to be. When they are seated all sit in their position of rank upon the circle of stools. We are all dressed alike. Akhenaten raises his hand and we begin. I stand and address the group and as I speak some trusted servants enter and put on to the table before me a tablet from which I give instruction. When this one is finished it is taken away and is replaced by another. This too is talked about. Refreshments are brought in and we relax. There is very little protocol here, not like when there are others around and we all speak with familiarity to our king .

When we reassemble a scroll is brought in and given to Akhenaten. It is long and rolled on to two very special wooden ornate handles. He opens one end and starts to read, it takes some time for he expands upon some of the contents as he reads. We then break off and form groups, the ladies going with Sitamun, one group with Akhenaten and another with myself. After about one hour later we reform our circle where we talk about what we have learned, then Akhenaten closes with a prayer to the one God.

We stand and Akhenaten and Sitamun turn and walk towards what seems like a blank wall. As they walk a door opens and they walk through and it closes it is as if they had never been there. There had been no sign of someone opening the door it just happened. We then all went the way we had come.

There is an area of the hall to one side where it is off limits to everyone. It is towards this area that Akhenaten and Sitamun walk. As They walk, they step upon a spot which activates the door to open, it closes in the same manner.