Droughts

Wild vs Man

Indeed, the trunk of the plant was filled with a thick liquid which attracted the animals of the desert and all those that lurked under the rocks during the day. Struck by the thirst, I was not thinking anymore. I punched the cactus using a rock, grabbed a chunk of its trunk, and bit right into it. I could hardly feel the thorns digging into my flesh. The cactus, however, had an awful taste. Additionally, the cactus juice leaking from the trunk had attracted each and every bug that inhabited the desert. It was now impossible to drink from it. The plant wasn't the only one that bled to feed the wildlife. Indeed, the spikes of the plant had my hand leaking with blood that dropped on the sharp rocks, as a feast offered to the swarms of invertebrates. As the night was falling, I fainted under the desert sky only to wake up the next morning.I wandered this way into the desert for three days. Needless to say I wasn't the same after all this time traveling from cactus to cactus. Covered in the desert dust, every pore of my skin was closed so well that I didn't sweat anymore, contributing to increase the unbearable heat from which I suffered. My hands were pierced by a thousand cactus spikes and my mouth seemed to dry out more than it rehydrated as I drank from the hellish plant.After a few days roaming into the desert, I fainted again next to another cactus. When I woke up, I was circled by some men in military uniforms. «You fell asleep in a Us military area! What do you have to say?», one of them said. «I was thirsty» I answered, with a voice so hard to hear that it sounded more like I was whispering. Although I didn't know what was going on, my wounds were healed. I took a while to recover and asked them what they were doing in the desert. The officer said: «We chose this place because it holds enough water for our experiments on water weaponry.».
It seemed contradictory, so I asked: «But there's no water here! Not a single droplet!».
«Yeah, I know we used it all during the cold war to build a giant ice knife and a giant ice robot to wield it. Anyway, your memory is going to be erased, and we'll send you right back to Houston in a few hours.» he answered. So I hurriedly asked him if they could drop me in Seattle instead.And thus I woke up in Seattle, their memory-erasing machine might have malfunctioned. At least, that trip through the desert showed me that water is something really important, that's something we need to realize. And I swear to all of you that all this really happened. Thanks for reading !