Whire woke up in the sand. The scorching sun burnt into his eyes as his body rapidly began to heat up. Clearly he had just arrived here. His own room was not nearly this hot, nor was it full of sand.
Snapping to focus, Whire rolled onto his front to stand up, getting all sorts of sand in his clothing as he did. Upon getting to his feet, he shook himself.
"Where the-" A large creature flew over his head, screaming as it went. It had spotted him. Suddenly Whire's problems had doubled. He dove behind the nearest dune.