Day 188: Chasm-riffic

Day 188:

Found another deep chasm. Thought I couldn’t see the bottom, then thought I could see the bottom and it was a roiling river, then realized that it was filled with zombies.

I really need to invent grenades.

Anyway, I lived and I may stay home a day or two to clean the gore off my equipment.

Day 187: Mapping still

Day 187:

I’m still mapping the floors. Turns out I’ve done a lot more digging than I thought. The mapping is going well and seems to be working out okay, and I’ve even found some ore that I’d missed before.

It’s tiring, and I get lost a lot, and that’s kind of pathetic… but it’s also why I’m making a map.

Day 186: Squids in the basement

Day 186:

Yes, the horror squid appeared in the basement. Vwoop! And there it was.

And I killed it.

And I hate those things.

Day 185: Too many land squid

Day 185:

Spent some time digging, still trying to update my map, but when my last pickaxe broke I headed back home for a few hours.

It was still daylight. Even with the clock I made, I often lose track of the time when I’m down in the mines. I don’t get very hungry unless I’m extra-active, so for all I know I could be spending days down there and not aware of it. Often, when I come home, it’s already dark.

Since it was still light, I brought in the crops and fed the animals tonight instead of tomorrow morning.

While I was out there, darkness fell, and the zombie hordes descended once again. Strangely, they haven’t figured out how to climb fences, so I can stand in the center of my compound and shoot them with my bow and arrow in relative safety, as long as the cows don’t walk in the way.

I cleared out the bulk of the zombies and looked across the valley. It’s a clear night, so I could see almost all the way to the southern entrance and the bridge. And as I looked across, I saw the horror squid marching across the valley. Three of them, each hauling large mounds of earth with them, like demented dung beetles.

Decided that was a good time to double-lock the doors and go to bed.

Day 186: Uniforms of the dead

Day 186:

Was attacked by a zombie out of uniform today. Or maybe in uniform? Instead of the usual horrendous teal-and-purple, this whacko was wearing a beat-to-heck lab coat.

I have no explanation for that.

Other than that, mapping and digging all day. Looking forward to getting to the big mountain somehow.