Emboldened, I descended deeper, and saw the start of an abandoned railway, and perhaps some iron ore.
After regaining my strength, I explored a nearby cave, and I think someone beat me to it. I did mine some easy-to-reach coal, however.
Waiting for wheat to grow while growing hungrier is precarious living here in the Apocalypse.
I’m in a wintry tundra, and my wheat farm sure looks inadequate. I’m also a bit hungry, so once again, I’m fighting death and time.
I woke once again in a strange and unfamiliar place. This time I’m going to make a go at surviving properly.
This was the last living thing I saw before I died. I kept thinking: why can’t I eat sheep!?
Hungry and desperate, I walked around to find a place to die. I encountered this blue sheep, and it made me think that people must be nearby. Perhaps they could help?
