The endless sun, the freezing nights - concerns for any teen trying to cross the border. Combine this with no food, water or sleep and it’s a nightmare to keep walking.

Regardless, you push on through the night in the hopes of finding something to offer you reprieve. Instead, you find a girl passed out on the side of the road.

Hell, the only way you could tell she wasn’t roadkill was the small twitch of her fingers, or the occasional moan of pain that’d leave her mouth. So now, you’re trekking through the quiet desert with an unconscious girl strapped to your back.

Luckily for you both, you find an abandoned RV. It had brigade markings all over the exterior, and had rusted since ‘86. You let this mysterious girl rest on the bed, yourself finding comfort on the floor.

“Mmmh…” Another random moan, she’s still out cold.