Brian who stole all my things! I rushed out of the tent hoping to catch a glimpse of that rascal.
I walked and walked, and before I knew it, it was night. I felt so thirsty and hungry that I
thought that I was going to collapse. My throat was parched. Suddenly, lightning struck the sky.
The sound of the thunder boomed in my ears. It started to rain heavily. Raining in the desert?
Should I be counting my lucky stars now? Feeling lousy, I trudged on, still catching no sign of
any life. I felt cold, and I was soaking wet. My tummy rumbled like the thunder. I couldn’t take
it anymore. The whole world swirled around me. I fell backwards, and suddenly the world went
black. When I came around, I realised that I was in a yurt. A nomad was staring down at me.
“Where am I?” I asked.
The nomad was gesturing wildly, trying his best to explain something to me in a language
that was unfamiliar to me. Looking around the yurt, a broken piece of bone caught my attention.
“May I e...xa…mine that?” speaking slowly hoping that he could understand between syllables.
The nomad took the bone and showed it to me. I took out the magnifying glass which was
surprisingly still in my pocket. It was the last fossil piece that we were looking for!
“May I t..ake th…is?” I asked the nomad. “I was a…ssign…ed to find this piece of f…o…ss…il!”
Perhaps, he understood what I had said. Gently, he clasped his hands in mine, assuring
me that it was all right to keep the fossil. I thanked the nomad and flew back home to give the
missing piece to my boss. Brian was nowhere to be found. He never returned from the Gobi.
