December 13, 2011, 06:17:08 |
#1
The Mines
Day one
I thought I'd start this journal to record my time down here. With any luck, it'll see the light of day so another generation can learn of my fate.
Woke up today. Apparently I passed out due to copper fumes, down in the craft mines. Some idiot has set up a new sort of crumbly rock around me, on all sides. No matter what I do, I can't seem to break them. Mined a few more iron, tried to take my mind off it. Can't find a way out at all.
Guess I'm stuck down here until help arrives.
I hope that's soon, I'm running out of bread.
I thought I'd start this journal to record my time down here. With any luck, it'll see the light of day so another generation can learn of my fate.
Woke up today. Apparently I passed out due to copper fumes, down in the craft mines. Some idiot has set up a new sort of crumbly rock around me, on all sides. No matter what I do, I can't seem to break them. Mined a few more iron, tried to take my mind off it. Can't find a way out at all.
Guess I'm stuck down here until help arrives.
I hope that's soon, I'm running out of bread.

