Sandy Days

What do you do when you’re face a massive spider in the middle of the desert, a desert you woke up with no memory of going to you might add? You run for your life of course. That’s exactly what Neon was doing at the moment. Their poncho fluttered in the wind as they ran away from the monstrosity. They didn’t really have a plan on what to do after but that’s a plan for later, right now they just need to get away.

After not too long, the spider creature seemed to have given up and was no longer after the faceless wanderer. Since they weren’t running for their life anymore, Neon plopped down on the sandy ground and just kind of laid down. Suddenly there was a cry not to far away from them, because apparently they don’t get a break.

“Hey! Hey, faceless one over there!” The voice cried out, rather rudely Neon might add. Don’t go around pointing out someone’s lack of face. Okay so maybe they had no face, bright red fur, and looked like they came out of an adventure novel, but that isn’t the point!

“Hello! Don’t your ears work?” The voice became more clear as a weird turtle creature appeared in their view. He had a brown vest that seemed to be tattered in some places. That's a good sign.

"Okay, kid, I'm gonna need you to open your dumb ears and listen to me. It's becoming night and that's when the baddies come. We need to get out of here." The tutle man was waving his arms dramatically as he spoke. Neon did the logical thing and raised their arm. Then smacked the turtle man across the face with all their might and began walking away ignoring the cries of protest.

"Kid! How dare you! I'll have you know I'm Tony the adventurer and many people would have your head for hitting me like that!" Turtle man, Tony, ran with his stubby legs to catch up with the annoyed creature.

"I don't care who you are. I have no memory of how I got here and I don't want to deal with annoying jerks who insult me." Neon growled out. Tony seemed put off by the roughness of Neon's voice and the fact that they had a voice at all.

"Okay so maybe we got off on the wrong foot. My name is Tony Scanle and I can help you survive in this wasteland." He put his hand out for a handshake before pulling it back after failing to get one.

"Neon. That's my name and all you need to know for now. How can you help me here?" Tony's eyes glimmered.

"Well I have a camp not too far from here that we can stay at for a bit. Then we can get started with teaching you how to defend yourself!" The turtle creature was very animated but Neon needed all the help they could get. Learning how to fight didn't sound so bad.