In A Blue Sunset Part: Maybe 4. The Meeting

Chpt. 3
Zayn woke up to a massive head ach and trhe sound of a crackeling fire. Slowly she opened her eyes, trying to make out objects as her eyes adjusted to the fire's light; she moaned.
"Who are you!? What do you want!??" A voice came from the darkness.
Sitting up Zayn squinted into the corners the fire light didn't reach.
"Well good morning, I'm fine thanks for asking. No wait, that's not right... being kidnapped a lot sotra grows on you after a while yeah know?"
"Who-- what-- you-- I did not kidnap you! Its not my fault you walked into my dune!" Eban argued.
"You must be a sand wanderer. I could never understand how they could be so cranky all the time..." Zayn grumbled.
"Takes one to know one." He replied.
What the hell is wrong with me? I'm arguing with a complete stranger! And a sand wanderer at that! Zayn thought to herself.
Sand wanderers were well known in Sandstorm but rarely seen. There were myths about how they had other human souls trapped in their own soul and the only way they could let the human souls out to find their way to heaven was by bending the earth to their doing. When they didn't let the souls out they supposedly went mad with the effort. The extra souls gave the sand wanderer the powers to move sand around, turn boulders to dust and even kill a man by just looking at him.
Zayn sighed, looking around where she lay it was just a giant cave made of rock. The weird part was, it was damp in the middle of the desert.