My throat was quenching for thirst. Every swallow was dry and painful.

My head started to pound with agony.

I need water.

My steps turned slow as I dragged them through the forest.

From a distance, I could see bright blue and red lights flashing.

Hope.

I walked faster, trying to put behind my pain.

Closer and closer the lights grew brighter, yet I could not distinguish what they were from.

Suddenly, my eyes met the gaze of the red and blue lights, twirling and glowing.

_Slushies_.

The lights were from a slushie machine.

I race into the gas station to the beautiful lights and pour myself a giant blue and red slushie.

I pay for it and immediately fill my mouth with the sweet, sugary slushie drink.

I was healed.