The Unsettling Legend
The elders of our village had spun tales of otherworldly encounters, weaving a tapestry of fear and fascination. This legend, whispered around campfires and shared in hushed tones, had its origins in this very place – a decaying relic of the past.
Al-Qahrah, shrouded in mystery and shadows, held the key to a terrifying secret. The home that now stood abandoned had once been inhabited by a man who walked the line between life and death. His presence lingered, a sinister specter that haunted the very walls that now seemed to close in around me.
The home itself stood as a testament to traditional Yemeni architecture, its small windows casting dim light over the labyrinthine corridors. Even in the light of day, the lower levels remained veiled in darkness, a harbinger of the enigma that dwelled within.