I tried my best to cover up the mess. After all, craters in an island make it look more like a war zone than a vacation hot spot.
Sick of the foul creatures I decided that I needed to find a way to tame one of these jungle cats. Not willing to offer myself as a treat I decided I would have to turn to my brothers in the ocean. I crafted a fishing line out of some sticks and the string from the webs in my old hideout and reluctabtly cast the line.
Apparently my brothers are a lot smarter than I give them credit for. Not a single bite, and before I knew it, night had fallen. In a frantic hurry I grabbed some charcoal from the wood I had burned all of last night and put together some makeshift torches. I frantically put together a perimeter of lights, much bigger than I had the previous night. After that, I took a moment to regain my composure. I decided the best thing to do would be to use all the time I could to start building a shelter.
I walked toward the chest where I had been stashing my supplies and found another one of the infernal green creatures trying to sneak into my pathetic camp. I drew my sword and used the same 'dash in, swing, retreat and repeat' tactics I used to kill the last few. This seems to work quite well. After the beast was killed I began to dig up an area to set out a foundation for my new shelter. I took some cobble I had from digging around in my old hideout and built as much of the foundation as I could.
However, I appear to be entirely out of cobble now. I didn't want to lay planks down to finish it, because I would have to tear it all back up again once I had more cobble. So I decided that now my best bet was the see if any of my brothers were up at this time of night and feeling a little hungry. Once again, I cast my line.
Just as I threw the line, I heard a noise and felt a whiz of air fly just past my head. Quickly I looked and saw a skeleton. Being already injured and taken by surprise I did my best to fend him off. Another arrow struck me and everything went black.
For as much of a beating as I've been taking on this island you'd think I would have been dead by now. I remember though waking up again on another part of the island in the dead of night. I looked through the jungle and saw some light. I figured this had to be my camp and headed that direction. When I returned I grabbed what I could off the ground and went looking for that skeleton.
I found him hiding near the shore and quickly sprinted at him with my sword and destroyed him. Still feeling furious I found a spider and rushed him. I looked around for more to kill but decided my best option was to wait for day and conserve energy. Once more, I cast the line.
With still no luck I noticed a skeleton swimming away from the island. Fire boiled inside me and I decided I would try to sneak up on him. He heard me slip as I went towards the shore and opened fire. I dived into the ocean below him and swung as fast and hard as I could underwater.
As he fell apart I collected some of his bones and decided to grind them up to use as fertilizer. As I walked toward my small farm I notice a badly burnt zombie wading in the water. He sluggishly moved about splashing himself.
I stood on the bay near him and let him climb onto the shore. A quick small cut with my sword left him dead. I suppose the sun left him rather weak. I took the fertilizer and spread it over the crops, then harvested all that was ready to be eaten and replanted and expanded my shoreline farm a bit. I went back to my camp and made some bread. I had enough to make exactly 6 loafs. Thinking about how rough these nights were beginning to get I crafted a ton of torches set out a larger brighter perimeter and then decided that I should collect some more cobble.
I grabbed a shovel and a dust dull stone pickaxe. I wasn't sure how long I would be gone, but I did plan on coming back. As a last minute thought, I decided to place some torches around my shoreline farm, to hopefully keep those blasted creatures from my crops. After this last minute preparation I decided to set off.
As I reached the other end of the island I decided to follow the shore back towards where I came from to see if there were any grottoes in the island with some exposed ores. I found a larger beach on the island that was crawling with pigs. Somehow, some of these pigs managed to climb up the trees in the area. I chuckled at the site and carried on, as daylight was quickly running out once again.
A little further along the shore I found a small grotto. With only ounce of precious daylight I decided to jump in and try to seal it off and mine through the night. Hopefully, it'll be a little safer in here.
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