Camels

"You know what we really need," he said,"Are some camels."

A deep and slightly humorous silence fell over the room. In Arizona? After the fall? Camels.

He tapped the desk meaningful, though superficial order had been perfectly maintained he realized that mental order had been completely lost after his statement.

"Yes, of course I know that it's a crazy idea. But believe it or not, there are some camels around here. I saw the tracks and I would swear on my mother's grave that they were camels. I propose a expedition to track down these camels, capture them, and bring them back here for the journey outward."

A mutter spread through the small assembly like a fire. With the water running low and even though the sun shone only dimly through the haze, they knew they wouldn't last too much longer in the desert. The place had never been designed to stand on its own, it was a beautiful solar farm, way off in the low dunes of the Arizona deserts.

The meeting voted quickly in favor of the plan, and the adventurers would soon embark.

When it hit, whatever it was, the gleaming rows of panels harnessing the very beams of light out of the sky were rendered useless in a moment. The society they fueled luxuriously was no more.

So they fell back.

All the way to camels.