Jacob fell face first, getting a mouthful of sand. He spit it out quickly and worked his way to his hands and knees, which was a feat all on it's own. The sand even burned to touch. "Gotta...find...water.." Jacob said in a raspy voice. He noticed a small rocky formation where there was a small over hanging rock with shade underneath it.
Now motivated, Jacob crawled across the hot Mojave sand and collapsed on his back under the rock. Jacob reached into his knapsack and pulled out a Rad-Away. He set the pouch next to him as he took the needle in his hand. He was moving over his left arm to inject it into his vein, but his hand was shaking so much. Worried he'd make the situation worse, he threw the needle aside and laid on his back.
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