Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 2

Kasim eagerly gathered as many valuables as he could, stuffing several
sacks full of coins, gems and jewelry. After a while, the cave trembled
again, and the entrance closed. Kasim began to panic, but then he
remembered that he could open the cave again with a simple phrase.

“Sizeable origami!”

Nothing happened.

“Sinus orifice!”

Nothing happened.

“Open Sesame!”

Nothing happened.

Dammit! What was that stupid phrase??

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“I am sorry for the squalor of my home,” said Ali Baba, escorting the
merchant’s daughter inside. “I am a poor man, and my luxuries are few.”

“Compared to the cave from which you rescued me, this is a palace,” she
said. “But I admit that I am quite hungry.”

“Then I will prepare a meal for you, good lady.”

“Thank you, good sir.” She smiled. “My name is Morgiana.”

“And I am Ali Baba.” He bowed. “Please, make yourself at home.”

While they were eating, there was a knock on the door. Kasim’s wife,

Melina, entered the cottage and glared at Ali Baba. “Where is my husband?”

she asked angrily. “And who is that?”

Ali Baba explained what had happened at the cave this morning, and that
Kasim had decided to stay behind and gather more treasure.

“Then you must set out at once and find him,” said Melina. “I will not be
at ease until I see him.” In truth, she was more worried that he was busy
driving his cock into some pretty young woman at this very moment.

“I will go and find him,” said Ali Baba with a resigned sigh. “Will you be
all right here, Morgiana?”

She nodded and smiled. “I will. Please be careful, Ali Baba. I do not
want any harm to come to you.”

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Ali Baba found his brother’s body parts strewn across the canyon floor.

Judging by the fresh horse tracks, he guessed that the bandits had returned
while Kasim was still inside the cave. They had slaughtered him, and left
his remains here for the vultures to feed upon.

After a silent prayer of mourning, Ali Baba gathered his brother’s remains
and returned to town. He went to Kasim’s mansion and conveyed the unhappy
news to Melina in her lavish parlor. She was most distraught, and Ali Baba
noticed that several of the slave girls were also greatly disturbed by the
news of their master’s death.

“What am I to do now?” cried Melina. “My husband is dead, and I am alone
in the world. What shall become of me?”

Ali Baba took pity upon the grieving widow, and sought to comfort her.

“Fear not, my lady. By law, my brother’s wealth will now become mine, and I
promise that you shall continue to live in comfort.”

“You are most kind,” she said, wiping away her false tears. “A noble man,
just like your brother. Will you not stay and dine with me?”

“Alas, I cannot. I must return to Morgiana.”

A scowl flickered across Melina’s face, but she quickly banished it.

“There is no need for that. I shall send a servant to bring her here.”

Ali Baba nodded. “Then I shall be happy to stay with you, and give you
comfort during this bitter hour.”

Melina smiled. If things went according to plan, Ali Baba would be giving
her much more than comfort tonight.

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