Don't Stop

Just one day without water and the brain begins to get fuzzy. I have no idea how long it's been. Twelve hours? Maybe seventeen?  Who knows? It's the brain fuzz. It's getting to me. I stop walking and I stare at the sky. "What are you looking at?" Olivia asks. "Birds." Olivia nudges me. "Come one. We gotta keep going. Those aren't friendly birds." I continue to walk, but I look back at the sky every now and then. I soon realize that they are not birds like I thought they were. "Come on. We gotta keep walking." Olivia reminds. "But those aren't birds."I say. "Then what are they?" I squint my eyes. "They look like helicopters."