NARRATOR'S POV
Robbie and Brennan traveled along the road and for the longest time, they faced the wide stretch of the savanna- filled with springing grass and growing trees. It was midday and the sun is high up with its blazing rays and scorching hot winds. Unable to stand the heat, Robbie pulled the hood of his cloak shielding his head from the unforgiving sun.
The mountains are now closer- two giant mounds of tree-covered earth, towering before them. From their position, it almost looked as if there is no way for them to pass through the mountains. But as they got closer, the mountains seemed to part. While two stone statues stood at either side of the opening of the narrow valley, welcoming travelers inside. Unknowingly entering the doors of pending death, once the sky darkened and the day turns into the night all horrors will arise.
