Tom Scheffler knew that this great–uncle, Montgomery Chapel, had made his fortune by selling ancient Egyptian artifacts that were finer than those in any museum. Scheffler also knew that—fifty years later—Chapel was still afraid of some man, some entity, known only as Pilgrim.

What Scheffler didn't know—and would learn the hard way—was that Pilgrim was coming back, aboard a ship that traveled both space and time, headed for a confrontation in a weirdly changed past where the monstrous gods of ancient Egypt lay in wait for grave robbers from out of Time.