The following day, the uncle took Aladdin to a place far from his hometown, and into the mountainous regions of the Arabian desert. Aladdin became nervous as he has never been this far from his town before, but he trusted his uncle and continued to follow his path.

“Please, tell me uncle… where are we heading?” Aladdin asked quietly.

The uncle suddenly stopped walking.

“Here; we shall start a fire,” stated the uncle, ignoring Aladdin’s question. “We will be here for a while; so be quick and gather some sticks!”

Once the fire was ready, the uncle pulled out a small pouch from inside his robe, which contained a fine powder. He sprinkled this powder onto the fire, while he muttered words underneath his breath.

Is he casting a spell? Aladdin thought to himself. He remembered what his mother told him about magic; it was the work of demons!

The ground began to shake.