Scene 1 – When the Sun Rises Over a House Stained with Blood
The night was breathing its last, and the sun had begun to weave its faint threads across the bleeding skyline of the city.
A pale light crept through the tall trees, slipping silently through the windows of the Minister’s Villa — a place that seemed to sleep upon its secrets, awakened only by the whisper of the fading darkness.
Inside the living room, Malek sat on the minister’s chair — Fouad El-Shanawy’s throne — embodying his presence with unsettling precision. His gaze wandered over the room as though inspecting his new kingdom.
A few steps away stood Faheem, Ghaith, and Raad, their faces stern and tense. At their feet lay the massive black dog, chained and muzzled, its breathing heavy and uneven beneath the iron restrain
