Day 213: poor weapons use

Day 213:

The zombie that attacked me when I went outside to try to dig up some carrots was wielding a bar of iron.

But not like a steel pipe. More like an ingot.

I don’t know whether it was supposed to be the world’s worst set of brass knuckles or what.

I ran him through on my sword with my good arm (go me!) and went back to digging up carrots.