When the whirl wind started, Marvi was already out in the middle of desert searching for some sort of sign. The sandy ground was whipping around him as he spun in a dizzying circle. His arms extended outward.He could feel the sand scraping against his skin and it stung horribly, but he didn't stop. There had to be a meaning behind this mess, couldn't be just coincidence that he had drawn this terrible wind toward himself.
Finally Marvin it a small fire burning in the distance giving him hope that someone might be nearby.He slowly made his way over to it and once he reached it collapsed onto the ground relief, flooding through him as he saw that there were three people inside two women a man.They seemed grateful to help Marvin find his way out.