Day 62:
Still can’t find the bird in the cave house, but I can hear its clucking echoing off the walls of the cavern.
Digging faster drowns out the noise, but wears out my body.
At least it’s not in my bathtub this time?
Day 62:
Still can’t find the bird in the cave house, but I can hear its clucking echoing off the walls of the cavern.
Digging faster drowns out the noise, but wears out my body.
At least it’s not in my bathtub this time?