Maybe in one of your next books you could include a journey into The Tomb of Lost Sammich.
Something along the lines of...
After days of unrelenting torture under the desert sun, Shikki, Hiro, and <insert anyone else that's still alive at this point> gladly collapsed in the shade of the looming tomb. They had seen it from miles away, the tomb being the only structure in sight, and made it their destination in the flight from the Camel.
Their rest was interrupted however, by the appearance of dark outline of figures on the horizon. Many figures, some human, others, not so much. Although they were still far away, their noises carried across the sands, spooking Hiro out of his girlish daydreams.
Hiro sat bolt upright and brayed like a frightened sheep. Shikki and the others had taken notice of them as well, but payed no heed. They were about to fall back into a quiet lull, when Hiro dove head long into the sand, managing to hit a secret trap door. Swinging inwards, the door dumped, Hiro, Shikki, and the others into the dark halls of The Tomb of the Lost Sammich...
