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Prompt: The Mummy, Evelyn(Nefertiri) & Imhotep, I knew you once
She feels it, whenever she looks at him, at his smooth, oiled skin, his flat, dark eyes, whenever his voice creeps across her skin like a moth fluttering against the glass of a lamp.
She knows him, as she has always known him, as she will know him again and again, wherever she might meet him, throughout time and lives as yet unknown; she knows this like she knows her own skin, feels the cords binding them together, though he never touches her with more than his eyes, never sets a foot wrong or speaks an impolite word to her.
“I know you,” she says once, as they pass in a corridor late at night, a corridor neither of them has any business being in at that hour; he understands it for the threat it is, and smiles, the shadows changing and swallowing his face, leaving her alone in the darkness.