Naji and the mystery of the dig

One summer morning in Tehran, eight-year old Naji woke up to an unusual sound.   Three strangers were digging in her courtyard.   Naji’s sixth sense warned her.  Something suspicious was down beneath the yard.

Frequently, adults in her life had warned her about different terrifying creatures. The events of the day proposed to unravel many other mysteries. Without losing sight of the dig, Naji started to examine the myth of Looloo, the one monster she had been warned about the most.

Her determination to get close to the dig and experience the abyss herself grew more intense as the hole got deeper.  Getting close to the dig was not as easy as she hoped.  Deep into the hole a digger disappeared.  The second digger went down to investigate. He too vanished in the depths of the dig. There was no response from him.  The last member of the digging party was the foreman.  Long after the foreman’s decent, her father was on his knees, at the brim, bent over with his head in the hole, hopelessly calling and listening.  Suddenly, he heard a weak sound.  The foreman was calling, “Pull up!”.