Gung Ho Jack in Ur-Nammu's Tomb

Doctor Harris and Ahmad stood atop the ziggurat, mindful of the souls lost within. 

Ormsworth: spiked. Tariq: crushed. Johnson: boiled in pitch.  All good men. 

“Look, habibi…  Carvings!”

"At last, our goal!" 

An inscription dating back to King Ur-Nammu's dynasty, warning infidels of...

THUD!

A poison from old Babylon did its slow, malignant work.

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