"Do something...", the sandman whispered to Ho Favre.
"I would but...", Ho Favre whispers back with a sense of uncertainy.
The scorpion, started smiling and began inching closer in a predatory fashion.
"But what?!", the sandman glared at Ho Favre.
"Well, I kiiiiind of left my bag and supplies back at the household," Ho Favre winced apathetically.
"You did- wait now- are you telling me that...," the sand man trailed off.
"Yes," Ho Favre gulped in fear.
"RUN!" The sand man screamed. They both panicked, and started running in the opposite direction back towards the household.
"Where is it?" they both gasped in unison. The Household had entirely dissipated.