Day 5:
8:30 A.M.- Woken up by alarm. Tried my hand at fishing for the morning, though I wasn't very successful. Had a breakfast of Lion meat today, to get my strength up for some construction. I'm thinking of building something made of rock to hold water closer to the shelter; there's a spring not too far away, but I'd rather have some right beside the hut in case I wake up very thirsty.
4:36 P.M.- Ceased construction on the well; I wouldn't even say I'm halfway done, but it's taking time to try and make this as water-tight as possible. Running lower on food after eating lunch; I'll have enough for tonight and then breakfast in the morning, but tomorrow I'll need to hunt for more. The rest of tonight will be used for gathering branches.
9:12 P.M.- Crafted roughly 40 arrows. After I finished, I doused the campfire and laid under the stars, glancing every once in a while to the horizon...my eyes were playing tricks on me, because I swore I saw the sail of a large boat appear in the moonlight. Hoping I'll be rescued is only a waste of energy at this point; I need to establish a sufficient habitat here for myself first...at least get some vegetation growing that I can live off of if I run out of Lions.
Day 6:
8:30 P.M.- Woke up to not only the sound of my alarm, but the sight of my campfire being lit once again.. I know I put it out last night.. I must have left some embers alive that caught back on after I went to sleep, because I certainly doubt any of my lion and monkey friends could manage it. Ate my last meat for breakfast this morning; today, I go on the hunt.
6:43 P.M. - I..either I'm going insane, or there is another man on this island! Whilst gathering lion skins and meat, a somewhat deranged-looking man in a tarnished white lab-coat and silver glasses appeared in front of me..He spoke with an accent that made me think of Sweden or Denmark. The "professor" as he called himself asked if I'd like him to make anything for me.. I told him to hold on, and let me run back to my camp for supplies. I've stopped to write this before I head back out to find him again, in hopes he can use what I bring to build something for me.
8:30 A.M.- Woken up by alarm. Tried my hand at fishing for the morning, though I wasn't very successful. Had a breakfast of Lion meat today, to get my strength up for some construction. I'm thinking of building something made of rock to hold water closer to the shelter; there's a spring not too far away, but I'd rather have some right beside the hut in case I wake up very thirsty.
4:36 P.M.- Ceased construction on the well; I wouldn't even say I'm halfway done, but it's taking time to try and make this as water-tight as possible. Running lower on food after eating lunch; I'll have enough for tonight and then breakfast in the morning, but tomorrow I'll need to hunt for more. The rest of tonight will be used for gathering branches.
9:12 P.M.- Crafted roughly 40 arrows. After I finished, I doused the campfire and laid under the stars, glancing every once in a while to the horizon...my eyes were playing tricks on me, because I swore I saw the sail of a large boat appear in the moonlight. Hoping I'll be rescued is only a waste of energy at this point; I need to establish a sufficient habitat here for myself first...at least get some vegetation growing that I can live off of if I run out of Lions.
Day 6:
8:30 P.M.- Woke up to not only the sound of my alarm, but the sight of my campfire being lit once again.. I know I put it out last night.. I must have left some embers alive that caught back on after I went to sleep, because I certainly doubt any of my lion and monkey friends could manage it. Ate my last meat for breakfast this morning; today, I go on the hunt.
6:43 P.M. - I..either I'm going insane, or there is another man on this island! Whilst gathering lion skins and meat, a somewhat deranged-looking man in a tarnished white lab-coat and silver glasses appeared in front of me..He spoke with an accent that made me think of Sweden or Denmark. The "professor" as he called himself asked if I'd like him to make anything for me.. I told him to hold on, and let me run back to my camp for supplies. I've stopped to write this before I head back out to find him again, in hopes he can use what I bring to build something for me.
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