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Day 75:

I have hit a motherlode of stone – up near the surface, where I didn’t expect it. Granite, andesite, diorite, even iron ore and coal! It’ll probably take me a few days to get it all out of its location and hauled back to my storage area.

It’s been two months (a little more I guess) since I arrived, and I haven’t seen a single sign of The Company coming back for me, but I still get excited at the idea of what all this stone is worth. Absolutely pristine slabs of granite, bigger than a billiards table, and twice as thick!

I’m designing a hauling harness for Stupid and Dumb (the other horse) so that I can use them to drag these goods back to the storage area. I don’t want to break the granite up any more than possible, but it’s way too much for me to haul on my own.

Day 74:

Sometimes you dig a hole in the wrong place and the zombies pour in from above your head.

It’s raining, which means it’s dark out, which means the monsters are in full force outside.

I chased a vein of iron ore up to the surface, where I found six zombies, one skeleton, a pony spider, and a giraffe corgi waiting for me. Had I been lucky, the giraffe corgi would’ve blown up the others, but I was not. Everyone (except me) was eventually killed but I fear my iron sword may be beyond saving.

It’s a good thing I found all that iron so I could ruin my sword and need it.

I need a drink. I wonder how hard it is to distill my own alcohol without poisoning myself.

Day 73:

I’m finding that I’m digging into a lot of my own support beams, because I haven’t been drawing maps.

I’m out of practice – it was something the laser mining tools did automatically as they harvested.

I’m also worried that I’ll run out of paper. This notebook’s a reasonable size, but I’m already 73 pages in. Plus, it’s hard enough to figure out how to map something on a fullscreen monitor – doing it on these dinky sheets of notebook paper is going to be painful.

I could try making my own paper, or hide.

I guess it’s time to consider doing that.

Day 72:

Being the idiot that I am, I decided to try that whole “capture a zombie” thing I mentioned in yesterday’s entry.

I waited outside for them to swarm, and sure enough a bit after sunset six of them approached from the woods behind the cow yard. I started picking them off one shot at a time with my bow and arrow, and that went well until two skeletons similarly armed decided to travel south from the mountain area across the fields.

One of the skeletons shot one of the zombies, which then turned into a zombie-skeleton fight. Apparently they don’t work together well, especially when they’re shooting each other in the back.

But the end result was everyone was dead (or deader than they already were?) before I could try to tame one.

Spent the day chopping down that forest behind the yard so I can see better who’s coming and from where.

Day 71:

I haven’t  found the zombie in the wall yet but I did find a whole lot of gravel, most of it falling down from an insecure ceiling. I’m not sure if I want to dig up from there to find out if I’m under the lake. Thinking no.

I’m also thinking I’m going to go out spider hunting in the mornings a lot more. There’s nothing that passes for vines or rope here except for the spider webs that the giant pony spiders leave behind. I tried weaving out of the wheat-like grass that’s here, but other than getting a ton of tiny paper cuts from the leaf blades I achieved nothing.

Ugh! If there was even, like, one other person here with me, so many things would be easier! There’s no one to hold the other end of a thing, or lift the other end of a thing, so I’m constantly trying to come up with ways to do things just by myself. And I have to be like four times as cautious as I would be if I wasn’t alone, because there’s no one to help me if I get seriously injured.

I’m starting to wonder if I should try to befriend — or at least capture and train — a zombie. That’s pretty desperate.