The air in Mustapha’s forsaken sector was different... heavier, as though each breath carried the ashes of forgotten souls.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTzJhOcw9RF
The ruined buildings rose like ghosts of the past, their hollow windows watching intruders as if they knew every secret they carried.
The silence there was not peace.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLWXbwpVTeK
It was a threat.
The kind of silence that comes just before an explosion.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWTrhvCiV8Y
Mohamed advanced with measured steps, Sarah and Omar at his side. The rest of the team followed behind them, weapons raised, eyes fixed on the shifting shadows between the wreckage.
A thick fog crawled across the ground, coiling around their feet like a hidden serpent.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWVG1jPM7kC
This place was not alive.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDjfyZDobGB
It was dying slowly.
Omar tightened his grip on his sniper rifle and spoke:
Omar:
“Are we sure Mustapha is here? This place feels like it swallowed everyone and refused to spit them back out.
Mohamed answered in a low but sharp voice:
Mohamed:
“He is here... Only those who have severed every tie with life would hide in a place like this. And tonight, we are not leaving until we find the truth... or die trying.”
Sarah stepped forward slightly, examining a half-collapsed building.
Sarah:
“Was this really a hospital once?”
“It was...”
Mohamed replied, his gaze fixed on a faded emblem on the wall.
“But now it is nothing more than a forward graveyard.”
A distant explosion shattered the moment, followed by the echo of a muffled laugh...55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9aOd2rpLPH
A laugh Mohamed knew all too well.
He lifted his head, scanning the ruins above, and muttered:
Mohamed:
“It is him... Mustapha.”
Then a haunting voice rang out from above, playful and venomous, cutting through the dense green fog like a blade.
Mustapha (mocking):
“Hello, brother... Did you miss me?”
Mohamed narrowed his eyes, tightening his grip on his weapon.
Mohamed (furious):
“Come down here before I bring you down in pieces!”
Mustapha’s silhouette appeared upon a shattered balcony, laughing as if he were untouchable.
Mustapha (grinning):
“You are hardly in a position to make threats, are you?”
He raised a small device in his hand, its blinking red light glowing through the mist.
Mustapha:
“Anyway... I prepared a little gift for you. A proper welcome to my sector.”
Mohamed (shouting):
“Do not you dare send them, Mustapha!”
At once, everyone tensed.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0B8UcxWNtO
Those who had survived Mustapha’s tricks before already knew what he meant.
But two voices rose from the group, confused and alarmed.
Sarah (whispering, glancing at Mohamed):
“Send who? What is he talking about?”
Sami (gripping his rifle uneasily):
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a gift?”
One of the older fighters, Kareem, kept his eyes fixed on the darkness ahead as he spoke grimly.
Kareem:
“If he releases them... this whole mission could become a bloodbath.”
Mohamed said nothing.
His silence was answer enough.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡejT574H3iR
From the rooftop, Mustapha shouted, his voice echoing across the ruined sector:55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡerX99TPZHp
Mustapha:
“My dear children... come out! I have brought you a feast!”
Suddenly, a pack of strange creatures burst from the shadows.
Their bodies resembled lions, but horns rose from their skulls and most horrifying of all, their faces were almost human.
It was as though men had been twisted into monsters.
Without hesitation, Mohamed and his team dropped into defensive formation under his command.
What followed was nothing less than a savage battle for survival.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBzVJEVOepN
The creatures attacked with relentless fury, but the team answered with everything they had.
In the end, the beasts were slain...55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhKGaf9nCkK
But at a terrible cost.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9pXWZGVFlV
Four of Mohamed’s comrades lay dead upon the battlefield, their bodies still warm.
Mustapha descended slowly from the building.
He walked directly toward his brother, smiling softly eerily.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡS58zhnVtp3
The rest of the team raised their weapons and aimed at him.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs4xwMWYQfd
All except Mohamed.
He stood motionless, eyes locked upon his brother, as though he understood him more deeply than anyone else ever could.
One of the fighters shouted in rage:
“Give us one good reason not to pull the trigger right now!”
Another stepped forward, sight trained on Mustapha.
“What you have done is unforgivable, Mustapha.”
Sarah’s hands trembled around her weapon, her voice barely audible.
Sarah:
“Why... why were you with them?”
Before anyone could act, Mustapha shocked them all.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡS1UbzIAk03
He opened his arms and pulled Mohamed into a long, heartfelt embrace.
It lasted for several minutes.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKDuvb0LQoA
As though time itself had frozen.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2xxgcvD04V
As though no war had ever stood between them.
But in the eyes of the team, forgiveness was still far away.
Mohamed:
“Enough, Mustapha. I have a reputation to uphold.”
Mustapha laughed as he released him.
Mustapha:
“Ah yes... I forgot. The ruthless killer.”
Mohamed:
“I have warned you countless times to stop this madness. I have children with me especially my son.
If Omar had died, I would have hung you up with your manhood.”
Mustapha smirked.
Mustapha:
“You are still the sadist I have always known. I often wonder how Fatima ever accepted you as a husband.”
Mohamed:
“You know she is even worse than I am.”
A tense silence fell between them, broken only by the heavy breathing of the surviving soldiers.
Then Mustapha spoke again, this time more seriously.
Mustapha:
“This sector... it is dying. Ever since the dome fractured, the poison has seeped deeper inside. I have lost more men than I can count. And you? You brought your team into a death trap.”
Mohamed:
“I had no choice. We needed answers. Someone had to confront the source.”
Before Mustapha could reply, Sarah interrupted, her voice trembling with urgency.
Sarah:
“There is something else happening... the assassinations. Marco and Gerard they are behind them, aren’t they?”
Mustapha nodded slowly, his expression darkening.
Mustapha:
“There are things you do not know. Things only Gerard, Marco, and Mohamed are aware of. Especially... the whispers.”
The team shifted uneasily.
Sami:
“What whispers? We have been hearing voices low, ancient... as if something is watching us.”
Mustapha:
“You are not alone here. There are civilizations near you... listening. Judging.”
Suddenly, Mohamed stepped forward sharply.
Mohamed:
“That is enough. We are not here to uncover secrets we are here to make a deal with you. This secrecy... it is one of the reasons you were exiled.”
Mustapha smirked.
Mustapha:
“Really? Is that the official reason, Mohamed? Or was I simply a scapegoat so you could gain power? Just as you sacrificed our parents? This place is your witness. This cursed land remembers how you betrayed our brother yellow-blooded Sofiane.”
Then he added coldly:
“Never mind that. Follow me.”
They began walking through the twisted remains of Sector M.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYY3MfbQadF
The deeper they went, the more disturbing everything became.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIajoxyFr8Q
Until at last they reached a strange intersection where the ruins split into eight separate paths.
From every direction came whispers soft, insidious, and disturbingly intelligent.
Everyone stopped.
Sarah instinctively seized Omar’s hand, her own trembling.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh6kbqPZFOG
Omar looked at her in confusion.
Omar:
“Why are you holding my hand?”
She swallowed her fear and muttered:
Sarah:
“Do not judge me. I am scared.”
The whispers grew louder.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡR8qL52iOGV
And this...was only the beginning.
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