The city was quiet as always. Massive walls surrounded everything, like silent guardians protecting humanity from a world it feared.But for Yasin, the walls were more than protection. They were a question he could never answer.
He sat on the roof of an old house, staring at the distant wall. Childhood stories echoed in his mind:
"Outside the walls, there is nothing but death."
Everyone believed it. No one questioned it.
But why was leaving forbidden?
And why did he feel that the truth was larger than the stories?
Sami climbed onto the roof and sat beside him.— What are you doing here again?
— Thinking… do the walls really protect us? Sami smiled lightly, almost mocking the idea.— If they didn't, we wouldn't be here.
Simple words. Logical.
But Yasin wasn't convinced.
Far away, he saw something move. Not human… not an animal.
Something huge.
It vanished in an instant, but the image stayed with him.
Was it real?
Or was there a truth no one wanted to speak about?