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Day 155:

If this isn’t a hallucination (I’m still pretty sure it is) then I’m deeper into the ground than I’ve ever been before. I pulled up some gold ore late in the day, and from where I was standing I could see a strange blue ore. I don’t think it’s sapphire, just because of the lack of shine, but maybe a form of lapis lazuli?

It reminds me a bit of looking at a nebula. Granted, the nebula would have to be on fire, but that’s how these things seem to go anyway.

But it’s been a long few days of mining and as I’m currently doubting my own sanity, I’ve decided the next few days are going to be dedicated to farming and fishing and maybe seeing if I have the chops to design a clock.

The absurdity of all of those sentences is so high I’m still pretty sure I’ve been hit in the head with something heavy.

Day 154:

Some days I don’t believe any of this. I don’t believe the stone under my feet, the wood wearing at the palms of my hands, or the ache of my back.

This is unreal. If these hallucinations are to be believed, I’ve been here over 150 days. That’s… well, it’s probably deep winter back home on Earth. It’s contract renewal season on the ship.

I don’t believe I’m here. I’m not here. I’m actually unconscious, in a coma from a rock fall during our last mission, on my bed, being carried home to my family.

Or maybe I never joined The Company. Maybe I’m actually at home, running a fever, with my family around me, like that old Wizard of Oz movie.

This is just too weird.

Day 153:

I’m still trying to reach the bottom of the chasm I’m in, safely. I figure if I  can get to the lowest level of this chasm, I can follow it to wherever it goes and then dig up to the surface and see what I find. There are still a lot of monsters down here but I think a reasonable number of walls or hills should protect me.

Plus, everyone knows the good ores are always at the deepest parts of the mines. If this world wants to help me out by providing a highway at the bottom of the crust, who am I to argue?

The challenge is getting there safely because, well, there are monsters and they will kill me…. plus there are a heck of a lot of cliffs to fall off of.

Day 152:

How I got to where I was: I followed a chasm down from the area where I’d been digging. It emptied into a bigger chasm.

I wish I could tell you that I was surprised to find, at the edge of that, an even deeper chasm. But I’m starting to believe the old saw about digging through the center of the earth.

Day 151:

There’s  a chasm that empties into the chasm I’m working in, so now I’m trying to dig up and down, east and west, all at one time.

I’m mostly deciding where to dig based on which direction is safest, because there’s certainly plenty of rock in every direction.

But since these chasms are big and stretch a long distance, I’m also fighting off a lot of monsters.

I’m building walls just to protect myself. Which is what walls do, admittedly, but it’s a lot to deal with.

I’m spending enough time at the east end that I’m sleeping there most nights. I’m starting another ducken skin mattress and hanging the skins in my living quarters.