1st Tribute in the Black Sands

Laid out on a tattered sleeping bag is a music box, a ballerina spinning in an eternal dance. This was obviously a child’s space. It is bright pink and pastel blue, with ruined stuffed animals suffocated by sand. Inside the music box lies healing supplies. This can function as a medkit [n/t 2 uses, 15ft of bandages]. As you pick up the box, you swear you hear a child’s laugh, and feel a warm breeze cut through the desert’s frigid night. It seems you’ve made a friend.