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Day 57:

I dug all day. Nothing really exciting there.

When I came up to eat dinner and get some sleep, all I could hear were the groans of the undead (or whatever they are). Groaning and moaning and carrying on… it was clear I wasn’t going to get any sleep if they were going to keep that up.

(Sometimes they rattle against the door, but I  bar it at night, so that hasn’t been an issue.)

After a stressful mean of roast fish and zombie groans, I lost my patience. I slammed my water cup down, threw the fish bones in the corner where the mice could get them, and stormed out the back door.

The zombies were all at the front door, since the back door leads into the stockyard (for lack of a better term).

I slipped through the gate, snuck around the house and started picking the zombies off with my bow. It was awesome! I’m actually starting to aim relatively not-horribly, and only really had one arrow miss the target (though two hit the target in the feet which wasn’t overly helpful).

And if I hadn’t run out of arrows, I would’ve been fine.

I almost got jumped by two of the survivors, but I slipped between two trees where they had to come at me single file (because zombies are dumb and don’t go around) and I was able to stab them each to death.

It was hard work, exhausting, a bit painful, but ah the sweet bliss of no zombie groans when I go to bed tonight will be worth it.

Day 56:

With all the dirt I’ve been hauling out of the lower chambers, I had enough to surround my cave entrance a bit more cleanly, so it’s harder to see from above or the side.  Now I just have to hope that it doesn’t prevent The Company from finding me.

Tired. Fought skeletons in the lower chambers today. No idea how they got there, unless they fell in from the lake and magically sealed the hole they fell through.

Day 55:

Now I’ve got a lake over my head when I’m mining, and it’s raining, so I’m not mining today.

Instead I’m drawing designs for a bathtub because I want a bathtub so badly.

I think I’ve figured out a way to put a fire underneath the tub, which theoretically should be safe because the tub will be carved out of stone? I’m not dumb enough to boil myself in a metal pot but a rock one might work.

I just have to figure out which chamber to put it in. Maybe one of the ones near water so I don’t have to haul it.

Day 54:

I dug all day, got some good amounts of sand, some andesite, some diorite, and some iron ore. A little more ore and I’ll be more comfortable about heading toward the mountain. I want some strong tools and a backup sword with me when I get there.

Came up from underground just in time to see the moon rising. It’s a beautiful clear night and you can see the duckens in the pond, the cows starting to lay down to sleep, and the skeletons crossing over the horizon.

So a short-lived kind of beauty, but beauty nonetheless.

Day 53:

I’m not confident of where I am now, but I think I may be under the lake. Everything is wet and humid and water is seeping from every crack in every surface.

There are a lot of cracks in every surface.

If it were raining above, I would assume that’s the problem, but it’s not.

There’s also a lot of sand, which is nice because it’s easier to scoop out sand from below than to shovel it while standing in a lake.

I wish I could catch, I don’t know, a hundred eels, so that I could make some kind of waterproof suit.  Or alligators. Of all the things this world doesn’t have that I kind of expected, it’s alligators that are surprising me so far. No lizards at all. Maybe this world never had a reptile phase to its evolution?