SCENE 20 (PREMIUM)

DAHAB GOLD — SCENE 20: “The Summit Crater.”
Scene 20 captures the moment survival became a battle against nature itself. After conquering the dangerous ascent, Mr39-7 reached the top of the Sinai ridge with no water, blistered feet, and dehydration at catastrophic levels. The crater — silent, ancient, and merciless — forced him into pure biological survival. A Banksy-noir micro-film of heat, blood, and unbreakable will.

SCENE 20 — FULL STORY (POLISHED & COMPLETE)

After surviving the Commando Slide and climbing the final section of the boulder face, I reached the top — an open crater-like formation carved naturally into the Sinai ridge. It felt ancient, untouched, almost lunar. Sharp peaks circled the horizon in every direction, each one cutting into the sky like blades.

This high in the Sinai, the silence is total.
No wind.
No insects.
No movement.
Just heat and rock and the realisation that survival now depended on one thing:

water.

I had none.

My lips were cracked. My tongue swollen. My heartbeat heavy. My feet stripped of skin. Every breath scraped through a dry throat like sand.

I searched the crater, moving like a man in a trance — looking for shade pockets, edible plants, cactus moisture, anything. I found a small hollow formation — egg-shaped, smooth inside, just enough to shield me from the sun. It became my temporary base.

When I finally tried to urinate, only thick, dark blood came out.
A teaspoon at most.
I caught it in my palm and drank it — because dehydration in the Sinai desert doesn’t give you options. It gives you commands.

The crater wasn’t safety.
It was a countdown.
A place to regroup before the next phase:
find water or die on the ridge.

Scene 20 marks the shift to raw biological survival — the moment where the enemy is no longer people, but the desert itself.

Story by Mr39-7