Category: One Among the Dead

Day 623:

Took all day but all the animals are where they belong. I don’t know for sure that the murderers that were in the middle of the crowd of pigs are the ones that took my fence down, but, well, they are murderers.

And as expected, they attempted to murder me.

I defended myself and they won’t be murdering anyone anymore.

Could do without that when I’m trying to train my pigs to come on command though.

Day 622:

Woke up this morning and went out to check on my vegetables, discovered some of my sheep just roaming about.

Turns out an entire chunk of my fence was missing, and I have animals roaming all over the place. Pigs, cows, duckens, sheep….

So the day was spent patching the hole and trying to lure everyone back into the fence…. it didn’t work precisely and I still have a lot of animals loose. I’d leave them go but I’ve bred so many at this point that I have no idea what would happen to the local ecological niche if an entire farm took over.

I could just keep digging north and not care, but I’ve already had a cow and a skeleton fall on me, and of course all the animals headed north, so if I dig even more will land on my head, I’m sure.

As it is, I’ve noticed a bit in my vision that’s not behaving right, like an almost rolling sensation. Maybe my retina’s detaching. Maybe my cornea’s swelling. Maybe I’ve taken too many blows to the head. Anyway, something isn’t right.

Day 621:

Dug too close to the surface too late into the evening, broke the ground above me, had skeletons pouring into the space I was mining. I was supposed to be packing up and instead I was fighting for my life. I won, but not before getting knicked a couple of times by flying arrows and falling on my butt at least once.

Do you know what I’d do for a kiss from my mom and a bologna and cheese with mayonnaise right now?

Just about anything.

Day 620:

If I wasn’t already pretty confident that this was all a fever dream I’d swear I’m losing my mind.

I’m standing in a chamber just under the surface, where it’s safe from monsters but where I can dig the occasional skylight to get actual healthy light in here.

And I could swear I hear a mine cart rolling underground.

But the mine carts I built are dozens of meters away… and besides, I’d feel their vibrations to one side or the other, not below.

So I’ve added a mission to my chamber clean-up work: see if I can figure out what’s causing that odd vibration. Because that’s just creepy.

Day 619:

I dig under a lot of water sources… the bay, the river, the ponds in my barnyard…

Some of them I’ll let flow into the caverns. It’s good to have fresh drinking water and a source of protection against fire.

Others, like the ones in the barnyard, not so much. Granted, since the animals here still don’t seem to poop, it isn’t a hazardous waste problem… but you haven’t lived until you stuck your shovel into some dirt and had a waterfall of ducken fall into the chamber with you.

Which I’m betting means none of you have lived. Good for you! Go on with your bad undead self!