The desert dunes were like waves in a sluggish sea. While the caravan moved the land appeared motionless, but in camp the hills moved.

Paint the man, cut the lines, cut the flesh, watch the blood spill – let it come!

One last thing, a shadow is following you. It's a living nightmare – breaking down reality. I have tried everything and there is no way to fight back. You need to escape it as long as you can.

I wish I could ask you how much you remember. I don't know if there will be anything left after I consume this drink.

There is no shame in using a parasol in the desert. As it happens, it's imperative to your survival!