Day 86: Darkness

Day 86:

Spent the day chopping down wood. Left late, because it was hard to see the sun’s position through the trees. Result: I got jumped by a zombie, and then a pony-sized spider, on my way back.

(Thank cod none of these creatures have learned how to work together or I’d’ve probably been fighting a zombie on a pony-sized spider.)

(I wonder if I can harness and ride the spiders.)

Anyway, no major harm done, just embarrassed. And anxious.

I understand much better now why my ancient ancestors may have been totally on board for not going outside at night.

Line drawing of a zombie riding a spider like an adult riding a miniature pony. Captioned "this would be bad".