After satisfying your thirst, you decide it's time to seek medical attention. The throbbing pain on your forehead has returned now that your concentration is veered from your own thirst. You spy a wind-blown flag atop a mountain in the distance, and you estimate it could take a week to hobble all that way in your condition. You have no food or water, and no bags to carry such supplies. The pain throbs, and fires down your spine with every step as you...