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Chapter 6: A Hunt For Thirst.

As the sun beat down on us, I could feel its intense rays draining my energy. My legs ached from the constant walking, and my mind was foggy with fatigue. But Gabriel's persistent complaints about thirst kept me going. I knew we had to find water soon, but for now, I had to placate him.
"Gabriel, I know you're thirsty, but we need to rest for a bit," I said, trying to sound calm and reassuring. "We've been walking for a long time, and we need to recharge our batteries. After we rest, I promise we'll find some water, okay?"
Gabriel pouted, his face scrunched up in discontent. "But I'm thirsty now!" he whined.
I knelt down beside him, trying to reason with him. "I know, buddy, but we can't keep walking without resting. We'll find water soon, I promise. But for now, let's just sit down and take a break, okay?"
Gabriel reluctantly agreed, and we sat down on a nearby rock, our backpacks leaning against a tree. I tried to ignore my own thirst and fatigue, focusing on calming Gabriel down.
As we sat there, I scanned our surroundings, searching for any sign of water. But all I saw was dry earth and withered plants. I knew we had to keep moving, but for now, we just sat there, trying to catch our breath and muster the energy to continue.
After what felt like an eternity, Gabriel finally stopped complaining, and we both sat in silence, our eyes fixed on the ground. I knew we couldn't stay there for long, but for now, it was a small respite from the relentless walking and searching.
As the sun began to dip lower in the sky, casting a golden glow over the landscape, I knew we had to get moving again. I stood up, stretching my tired muscles, and looked down at Gabriel. "Ready to go find some water, buddy?" I asked, trying to sound enthusiastic.
Gabriel nodded, his eyes still looking a bit sulky, but he stood up and followed me as we continued our search for water.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm orange glow over the desolate landscape, I knew we had reached our limit. The thirst that had been nagging us all day had finally taken its toll, and we couldn't move another step. It was as if our bodies had run out of fuel, like a car that had driven for hours without refueling.
Despite our long rest, the dryness in our mouths and throats remained, refusing to be quenched by anything less than a cool, refreshing drink of water. I looked over at Gabriel, his eyes fixed on me with a mixture of frustration and desperation.
"I know, buddy, I know," I said, trying to sound calming. "We'll find water, I promise. But for now, we have to stop here. We can't keep going in this condition."
Gabriel shook his head, his face set in a determined expression. "No, we have to keep going," he said, his voice firm. "We can't stay here all night."
I sighed, feeling a sense of helplessness wash over me. "Gabriel, we can't move anymore. We're too thirsty, too tired. We need to rest and hope that tomorrow brings better luck."
Gabriel's face fell, his eyes welling up with tears. "But what if we don't find water tomorrow either?" he asked, his voice cracking.
I pulled him into a hug, holding him close as the darkness closed in around us. "We'll find water, Gabriel," I whispered. "I promise. We just have to keep hoping, keep trying."
As we stood there, the night descending upon us like a shroud, I knew that we had no choice but to spend the night in this desolate spot. No water, no food, no shelter. Just us, alone in the wilderness, praying for a miracle.
As night began to fall, we rummaged through our backpacks, searching for anything that could provide us with some semblance of comfort and shelter. That's when I spotted the parachute material attached to Gabriel's backpack. It was a large, sturdy piece of fabric that we had used to cover ourselves the previous night, huddled together in the wreckage of the plane.
"Gabriel, look! We can use this parachute material as a blanket again," I exclaimed, holding up the fabric.
Gabriel's eyes lit up with relief as he nodded, and together we unfolded the material and spread it out on the ground. It was a bit dusty and worn from the previous night's use, but it would have to do.
As we settled in, I reached into my backpack and pulled out a few snacks that we had managed to salvage from the plane. "Hey, Gabriel, look what I found!" I said, holding up a granola bar and a packet of dried fruit.
Gabriel's face brightened, and he eagerly accepted the snacks from me. We sat down on the parachute material, munching on our meager meal in silence. The darkness surrounded us, but we didn't care. We were just grateful to have something to eat and a makeshift bed to sleep on.
As we ate, I couldn't help but think about how far we had fallen. From the comforts of our home to the harsh realities of the wilderness, we had been reduced to scrounging for food and shelter. But in that moment, none of that mattered. All that mattered was that we had each other, and that we were alive.
After our snack, we settled in for the night, wrapping the parachute material around us like a cocoon. It wasn't the most comfortable bed, but it was better than nothing. As we drifted off to sleep, I couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for that parachute material, and for the snacks that had sustained us. It was a small mercy, but it was something. And in that desolate place, something was better than nothing.
Oh God, I don't know what else to do, I hope you're watching. Dad, where are you?

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