As Theo walked past the gate, his eyes landed on a small stone courtyard with several archery targets set up.
'Someone here uses a bow?' he thought, raising an eyebrow. 'I don't think I've ever seen that before...'
Before he could think any further about it, the middle-aged man opened the door in front of him.
As Theo stepped inside, he couldn't help but glance around.
The interior was very simple, rough even.
A large wooden table sat in the center of the living room, surrounded by several chairs that'd clearly seen years of use.
Their kitchen was nothing beyond a few simple tools. Even their television looked like it was from years ago.
'Was Harold truly right about this?' he thought, raising an eyebrow.
But only a second later, something caught his eye.
Several hand-drawn maps lined the walls, each depicting the area around Petra.
Routes had been drawn across them in different colors, while countless handwritten notes covered the edges in an unfamiliar language.
