Chapter 5: The Choice
"The scratching on the roof grew louder. Maya was crying now, her face pale. Rahmat Ali reached for the black shoes. As his fingers touched the cold leather, a voice echoed in his mind—not a human voice, but the sound of thousand whispers.
'Wear them, and you will see the truth. Wear them, and you will become the path,' the whispers said.
With a deep breath, Rahmat pulled off his own worn-out sandals and slipped his feet into the mysterious black shoes. In an instant, the world around him changed. The walls of his shop faded away, and he was standing in a field of purple orchids under a blood-red moon."