the heat is unbearable. your feet are sore and blistered. there is sand sticking to every inch of your body.
scattered around you are a mix of sickly cacti and dead trees.
you are certain that there is nothing alive in this desert besides you, and you're starting to think it wont be long before you turn to sand too.
you don't know what else to do, so you keep walking.
your eyes start to play tricks on you. your bleary eyes are filled with nonsensical colored lines and shapes. you blink enough times to think you see a well up ahead.
but that's impossible, right?
