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The sweltering sun beat down over pearlescent sand. Winds swept in every so often, bringing a sweet escape from the blistering heat. Steve had been on many fearsome adventures in his lifetime, but it felt like this would be his breaking point.

Each step up the massive dune of sand seemed endless, but something inside of Steve kept him going on. Determination filled him to the brim. He knew that, if he just kept pushing, he could make it. There had to be something over this mountainous pile of sand. Slipping one last time, he pulled himself up to the peak of the dune and looked out over the expanse of desert.

When Steve's mind was most filled with doubt and dubious thoughts, he heard something. The beating propellers of a helicopter. How could it be? Steve's heart rate increased, as his excitement grew around his discovery.

He twisted and turned, swayed back and forth, looking around in the clear blue sky for what he had heard. The sound grew faint, and Steve began to, once again, lose hope. His mind must have been tormenting him. The dehydration and over heating began to possess him. As Steve drew his last few breaths, his vision blurred and eventually grew darker until he was no longer conscious.

Steve awoke hours later to the sound of the beating chopper he had heard prior to when he had passed out. The chopper was soaring just above his head! With every bit of energy, Steve raised his hands and began to wave intensely. This took every last bit of his vigor, and he began to sob, an effect of over-heating. Steve then, passed out once more into a deep sleep.

Steve awoke to feel wind stroking his hair. He was in a bed, soft and pleasant. Staring at the ceiling, his thoughts haunted him. Where was he? What is going on? Finally, Steve's senses began to return. The chopper. Steve was in the chopper. He pulled himself up, removing the covers that had been laid on top of him. When he tilted his head to look out the window beside him, he saw a utopia.

Every step in the intense heat of the desert was suddenly worth it. What towered in front of Steve was a dream come true. He rubbed his eyes to ensure that this wasn't his mind playing tricks, yet it stayed before him.

This unknown city contained everything that Steve needed to recover. A food, water, a motel, transportation, and even a spa! It was perfect. Just what Steve needed in a time of despair.

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