The study group returned to the caravan at full speed waving their arms in the air like they were drowning. In their rush attempt to get help they had completely forgotten that in order to call for help all they needed to do was to shoot a flare, though no one could have blamed them considering how they just saw their mentor being swallowed by the desert itself.
"Help! We need help!" Ashanti shouted, her eyes filled with tears just thinking about the possibility that Uriel who had been kind to her may be already dead.
"What's up?" Asked Nika who was stretched on a beach chair wearing a daring bikini and drinking a cocktail.
"The teaching assistant, he's in trouble." Alice explained after noticing everybody else was too shaken.
"And?" Nika lowered her shades to look Alice in the eye.
"You're not going to help him?" Hathaway asked in disbelief.
