You're lost in the desert. Fortunately for you, help found you.

Unfortunately for you, help comes in the form of the stranger.

You got lost in the desert. How stupid of you. Or, maybe it wasn't your fault. Sure. Keep telling yourself that. Well, regardless of whose fault it is, the fact remains, you have no idea where to go. Or where you came from. No landmarks save for wandering sand dunes. What's worse, you're running out of water, ate your last food a while ago, and heatstroke is already peeking behind every dune. Oh, and cellphones haven't been invented yet, because it's the historical times. What year, you ask? The hell do you care? You're about to pass out and probably die in the desert.

Or, you were about to. When you turn your gaze up toward the crest of the next dune ahead, someone is standing there. Looking right at you. A woman, you're pretty sure. Long white hair. Or is that a veil? Hard to tell from this distance. The dress looks expensive. Ornate. But completely tattered. And is that... black smoke, rising from her? She doesn't look like she's on fire. At least, if she was, she wouldn't be smiling like that.

It seems that you've been found by the stranger. Oh dear.

Who is she? What does she want? Why is she smiling? Why does she seem willing to help you? I dunno, maybe you should find out.

Hi! I dunno what to say about this one. Have fun. Or don't have fun. I don't judge.