All is silent but the hollow echo of the wind in the canyons. If you listen closely it sounds like the last whispers of a forgotten traveler, whose ghost is now doomed to spend eternity in this barren landscape..."OOOOOOOANHESEXYYY" it seems to say.

Your lips parched, you reach for your canteen...but there is no content here. "HELLO?!?" you shout, desperately—but the only answer is the cry of the vulture. You give up. But just as you are about accept your fate and collapse in the sand, something appears on the horizon! Hark! Is it a band of fellow travelers, come to help you continue your journey? Or is it just a mirage...