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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