After a dozen minutes, the barren Gobi Beach appeared before Charles once again.
The Gobi Beach, which he had previously grown sick of seeing, now became a symbol of safety in his eyes; seeing it meant they had escaped danger.
With a sharp screech, Charles brought the car to a halt at the edge of the desert, where it met the Gobi Beach, and waited for the others to arrive.
It wasn't long before he saw the other two vehicles approach, but the one carrying Bandage was nowhere to be seen.
Recalling the unusual situation from earlier, Charles wasn't too nervous. They would probably just need a bit more time to get out. As long as their bearing was correct, he should be able to see them soon.
But he waited and waited, yet no car emerged from the endless yellow sand.
"Bandage! If you hear me, respond!"
"Bandage copy… wait a bit… almost… there…"
Bandage's signal was poor, filled with static interference. The fourth vehicle seemed to be very far away.
