Semua Bab House of Horrors Part 1 : Bab 101 - Bab 110

– Colonel Kamal El-Desouki’s OfficeDaniel and Dima sat on the brown leather sofa in Colonel Kamal El-Desouki’s office. The silence in the room was heavy and oppressive, testing their nerves and gauging their fear in complete stillness.From the adjacent interrogation room, voices could be heard, tense and filled with uncertainty:Hussein: “I haven’t heard anything about Malek since he got out of prison… All I know is that he’s my wife’s nephew. He and his wife, Dima, visited me at the villa several times, but his behavior was always unsettling and suspicious.”> Amal: “I went to the tower to check on him… I haven’t heard anything about him since he left prison, just like Hussein said.”> Sophia: “Malek is everything to me after my mother and father died… He’s innocent, he’s not involved in any murders. If he were involved in a murder, he wouldn’t have been released after the officer beat him and his wife.” Miranda: "I was at the villa... If anyone like him and Dima came to me, their

The Tower FireNight had wrapped its dark veil over the city, and the lights of the buildings flickered dimly, like wandering eyes silently observing the world. Inside General Kamal al-Desouki's office, darkness enveloped every corner; the air was heavy with an invisible weight. The general sat in his chair, his head resting against the backrest, his eyes slowly closing, his sighs breaking the profound silence. Files lay scattered before him, papers whispering faintly with every beat of his heart, while a faint light filtered from beneath the closed office door, tracing hesitant lines across the floor as if ghostly arms were reaching for him.On another floor, in his own office, General Hisham al-Mirghani sat behind his massive desk, his eyes glowing with alertness and vigilance. Suddenly, a young officer burst into the room, his face ablaze with surprise: "Sir, a massive fire has broken out on the fifteenth floor of the tower!" Hisham froze for a moment, as if the words had frozen th

The Terror Beneath the SkinAlia sat beside Zeina on the bed, carefully wiping the blood and grime from her face and body, her eyes a mixture of worry and determination. She was completely focused on her little girl, while Areej sat on the opposite bed, facing Zain, her eyes brimming with grief and pity for his children. Areej cleaned the blood and wounds from Zain's cheeks and body, each touch carrying his suppressed fear and the desperate love he tried to convey, attempting to offer some semblance of security amidst the horrific chaos.Alia looked down, a piece of cotton clutched in her hand—and what she saw filled her with shock and horror: hundreds of worms were slowly wriggling beneath the blood-soaked shirts. Alia screamed in sheer terror, recoiling from Zeina, her heart racing, her blood running cold through her veins.Areej sprang to his feet, rushing to Zeina as if trying to rescue her from a living nightmare. In a frantic movement, he tore off her clothes, exposing her stoma

General Hisham sat behind his desk, his expression stern. A knock on the door announced the arrival of an officer, who entered and stood before him, holding a file."This is the report you requested, sir," the officer said.Hisham opened the file slowly, his eyes sharp as he scanned its contents. Inside were photographs of Daniel, his father Nabil, his mother, and Daniel with other family members he didn't recognize. Alongside these were his professional documents as an engineer and a few certificates of merit attesting to his competence.Hisham looked at the officer and spoke firmly: "Leave the file here and take these unidentified photographs. I want you to determine who they are, their connection to Daniel, and whether they have any relation to Malik. This photograph shows two children side by side... Daniel has virtually no siblings; Daniel and Malik could be children, especially since they were neighbors and were born in the tower. Have an expert compare their features and confir

– General Hisham's office (morning, inside the Ministry of Interior building)The aroma of coffee mingled with the rising cigarette smoke, forming a thin veil of gray mist within the spacious office.General Hisham sat beside General Kamal al-Desouki on a wide leather sofa. Both men looked tired, yet their sharp eyes seemed to scan the empty space, searching for a hidden answer.Hisham placed his glass on the small table in front of him and spoke in a measured, calm voice as he fumbled with the papers scattered across the desk."The minister thinks we should release Daniel and Rovan, because there's no point in keeping them detained any longer. Daniel's computer is full of personal photos—of him, his family, and a few others we're still investigating. Probably his colleagues or friends. We also found some work-related documents, but... nothing important." General Kamal took a long drag on his cigarette, then exhaled slowly, his features hardening. "I agree they should be released. I h