Spent some time digging, still trying to update my map, but when my last pickaxe broke I headed back home for a few hours.
It was still daylight. Even with the clock I made, I often lose track of the time when I’m down in the mines. I don’t get very hungry unless I’m extra-active, so for all I know I could be spending days down there and not aware of it. Often, when I come home, it’s already dark.
Since it was still light, I brought in the crops and fed the animals tonight instead of tomorrow morning.
While I was out there, darkness fell, and the zombie hordes descended once again. Strangely, they haven’t figured out how to climb fences, so I can stand in the center of my compound and shoot them with my bow and arrow in relative safety, as long as the cows don’t walk in the way.
I cleared out the bulk of the zombies and looked across the valley. It’s a clear night, so I could see almost all the way to the southern entrance and the bridge. And as I looked across, I saw the horror squid marching across the valley. Three of them, each hauling large mounds of earth with them, like demented dung beetles.
Decided that was a good time to double-lock the doors and go to bed.