I come to a decision after debating with myself for a while. I would pick a direction and go the way I picked. I would find moist sand and signs of water or life. I hoped to get water today or I might die from dehydration. The word die sounds like a stranger inside my head. Although everybody I love could be dead, I can't bring myself to think about death. I stared walking. I thought I would see clues and everything would come to me along the way but I continued to see nothing. After finally getting out of a whole pool of the people stuff I found another substance that resembled sand. I tested the sand every once in a while but it was still the same.
When night finally fell upon this desert-like place, I fell down from exhaustion.
