Continued from
here. *Shielding myself from the wind and flying sands as best I can, I keep on trudging after you as we head off and away from the road to hide for a while. We need to find someplace quick, as I really need to rest for a while. I'm sweating pretty good now, and I just need... sleep... although thoughts of Hugo finding us, it keeps my mind at least partially alert, or at least occupied. At this point I guess I'm not really paying attention to where we're going, I'm just following, and counting the steps until we can get down and cover up for a few hours.*