Tessa looked ahead, her light auburn eyes weary as she took in nothing but wasteland all the way to the horizon. She was no longer even sure why she had set out on this quest into the middle of nowhere, and was having trouble convincing herself that she hadn't been walking in circles for the last day or so. She barely had enough water to last the rest of the day, and had run out of all food except for a piece of dry, stale bread, which she took from a small pouch and bit into.

"Might as well die slightly less hungry..." she muttered, turning fully around again to look for anything on the horizon that might show her which way to go, but again she found nothing. Sighing, she finished off the bread and then reached down to pull a knife out of her boot before holding it up to check her reflection in it. She shook her head as she realized that her usually milk-chocolate skin had now picked up an unhealthy grayish tinge.

"Been rationing water too much..." she said again to herself, then tossed her knife into the air in front of her, giving it a twist so that it spun wildly before hitting the ground and coming to a stop. She glanced at it, then looked off in the direction in which the blade was pointing. "Guess I have a direction then..." she added, walking forward and picking up her knife before heading off towards her right, taking a small sip of water as she went.