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I miss my clock. Never thought I’d say that, since I’m one of those people who’s always late for everything. But it’s hard to work without a clock when you’re underground for hours at a time, because underground doesn’t change. It’s always damp, gloomy, and covered in rocks.<\/p>\n
I mined enough andesite to line my entire cave with the tough and polished mineral. My home, for lack of a better word, is now grey and shiny.<\/p>\n
And still cold and damp. I think I’m going to try to make a bed out of something. Grass, a horse hide, something.<\/p>\n
The excitement of the day today came when I was digging out the last of the cave’s interior to put up the andesite ceiling. I broke through to the sky. The sun shone down on me, and a hideous green explody thing stared into my cave then blew up.<\/p>\n
The good news: the monster (I’m sorry, I know we’re not supposed to judge xenobiological life forms, but it charges at me and explodes, it’s a monster) didn’t leave much of a crater and the andesite held up. Also: apparently I bounce off the back wall without significant injury.<\/p>\n
The bad news: the explosion did take out the dirt walls of my spring, so my cave temporarily flooded. Also, the monster’s twin sister was waiting out the front door when I went \u00a0outside to find some dirt to fix the flooding.<\/p>\n
I’m exhausted, hungry, bruised, and concussed.<\/p>\n
I worry that perhaps all of this is a concussion dream, or that I’m somewhere in a coma.<\/p>\n
Tomorrow I’ll look for some kind of soft bed. That has to make things a little better. I hope.<\/p>\n Day 5: I miss my clock. Never thought I’d say that, since I’m one of those people who’s always late for everything. But it’s hard to work without a clock when you’re underground for hours at a time, because underground doesn’t change. It’s always damp, gloomy, and covered in rocks. I mined enough andesite to … <\/p>\n![\"my](\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/kirabug.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/One-Among-The-Dead-6.png?ssl=1\")
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