**Scene 1 – Before the Storm**
Daylight was breathing its last, and the red sun bled into the horizon like an open wound across the face of the sky. Its crimson hue blended with the salty blue of the sea, painting a strange and unsettling canvas — as if announcing, in secret, the arrival of yet another of Malik and his companions’ nights — nights that knew neither peace nor mercy.
**Malik** and **Daniel** stood before the chalet, side by side in a heavy silence, broken only by the furious roar of the waves crashing against the black rocks on the shore — a mad ritual of ebb and flow. Even the wind seemed restless, joining the sea’s fury, whistling through the trees and lifting grains of sand around their feet.
Daniel’s gaze drifted toward the horizon, where a **small yacht** shimmered fa
