Day 57:<\/p>\n
I dug all day. Nothing really exciting there.<\/p>\n
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.<\/p>\n
(Sometimes they rattle against the door, but I \u00a0bar it at night, so that hasn’t been an issue.)<\/p>\n
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.<\/p>\n
The zombies were all at the front door, since the back door leads into the stockyard (for lack of a better term).<\/p>\n
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).<\/p>\n
And if I hadn’t run out of arrows, I would’ve been fine.<\/p>\n
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.<\/p>\n
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.<\/p>\n 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 … <\/p>\n![\"Black](\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/kirabug.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/One-Among-The-Dead-57.png?ssl=1\")
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