Tezztor lie still on the beach, the sun moving behind the trees. He grumbled in discontent of the cool feeling of shadows. A cool breeze snuck up upon his scales and he shrugged and stood back up. He looked around and sniffed the air, a few had left since he took a quick nap. Tire tracks had led into the water and he couldn't help but wonder if he was still dreaming. "Where did everybody go?" he asked himself