Until she gives in to temptation

Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck.

We're all out of dead giant lizard meat. Boyd ate the last of it, bastard.

And he keeps on trying to tell me something, but he can't. It's annoying. 'Mother of' something. Mother of God? Mother of Pearl?

Snakes. He just wrote the word 'snakes' in the sand. Mother of snakes? What does that even mean?

It doesn't matter. We're all out of food, there isn't any snakes nearby, and we're low on cactus water.

But fuck it if I'm going to give up. I'm not.

There has to be food around here somewhere. An animal. Something to eat. Something we can survive on. Something I can survive on.

There has to be something.

 -- April Chase