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even managed to gain extra profits for even more merchandise
than expected. After the successful trade at the kingdom their
group decided to depart instantly. The weather throughout the rest
of the TaklaMakan Desert was extremely tough, especially with
sandstorms occurring everywhere. One night, after a long day of
travelling, the group decided to set up a camp so that they all could
rest.

“A harsh Journey lies ahead all of us,” said Ali “We should
all have a goodnight rest and continue tomorrow”
As the moon reached midnight Zhēngqì couldn’t sleep at
all, scared to his spine because of the words of the fortuneteller. He
rolled around trying to sleep, trying to forget everything when
suddenly he heard multiple footsteps around the campsite, his
heartbeat sounded like drums banging. With the sudden urge of
fear, Zhēngqì quickly ran out to see what exactly happened, that is
when he met a sight so disgustingly gruesome he felt like he was
about to fall unconscious. The other camps and the camels, they
were all burning, crimson flames erupting from them like geysers,
Inside the burning tents are two figures both screaming in pain and
agony. Zhēngqì quickly ran and ran and ran as far away as possible
from the scene. “The bandits, it must be them, they did it they
killed them” thought Zhēngqì “What have we done what have our
group done to anger the gods.” He thought of everyone from Ali to
the couple he ran until he saw something, a caravanserai. He
quickly went in there to hide. He bought a room and quickly went
to hide inside a closet. As he went on he heard the sounds of
screams and fire, he looked out to see the caravanserai, in flame