Mark was near exhaustion and his hands were giving a very putrid scent off now that they where burning. He huddled closer to himself, waiting for the night, or at least someoone else. He heard voices, but thought he was dreaming until he heard them again. "people out here?" He then felt the ground shake, a tiny bit because of the desert sand but it was faint. "what else is out there? damn...i cant move, if i move, i expose more of myself...damn..." Mark tried to yell but his voice cracked as the heat dried out his throat..."help...please..."