Graveyard

Upper District's Hidden Department

Emir stood before towering gates, colored with nothing but black. 

He was in a place where secrets were buried deeper than the most elaborate tombs. 

The air was thick with the weight of history, and the entrance loomed...

Guarding the city's darkest times. 

Emir was here to visit the graves of his strength. 

Of his family's fallen.

The gatekeepers were stern-looking men in white uniforms. 

They eyed him solemnly as he neared them. 

It seemed obvious that those men had grown to know him. 

Emir visited the place quite often in the past seven months, so they frequently chatted, or at least watched his actions.

And as usual, they allowed him entry when he flashed his ID. 

He stepped through the gates. 

And was welcomed by the dead.

This hidden department was a place most only heard about in hushed whispers.