Chapter 9The Shadow Tribes
An hour later Mitra and Judy reach the small abandoned town—broken—empty, people have long vacated it; a thing of the past; a dilapidated water tank, destroyed; lies near the gates of the city.
A dry wind blows, the sky looks different than the neutral zone and the Ghost City. It is quite blue in colour.
Judy brings out the ointment and applies it on her face.
“What happened?” asks Mitra.
“We don’t need the mask anymore! Here, put this on your face!” She throws the ointment tin box at Mitra.
He applies it. “It feels good! The effect is so cool; it feels so comfortable! What is this made of?”
“Natural herbs. Your mother taught me! So did the shadow tribes!”
“It is a mixture of mint and the red flower, which is available in the mountain!”
“Great. So, where
