Detective Mohammed and journalist Susan wandered deep into the endless desert, their footsteps carrying them across shifting sand dunes until they reached a place shrouded in thick fog.
A dense mist rolled down from the sky, swallowing the horizon and blurring every outline.
Away from the thick veil of vapor, a broad formation of rough rock slowly emerged—dark stones stacked together in a way that seemed almost deliberate, forming the massive silhouette of a black fortress.
Mohammed and Susan froze where they stood, their breath catching in their throats.
Cold droplets of moisture clung to their faces as they raised trembling hands to shield their eyes.
They pushed against the drifting clouds with their palms, as if trying to separate the air, until the fog began to thin and dissipate
