Chapter 3 I Am So Good At This

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Log 3; May 7th year 2225,

"I set up some animal traps and fishing nets, and I also found a river nearby. I gathered materials for my small tree shelter near the water source. No predators yet, they might be nocturnal. Just in case I sharpened my spear and started work on a bow with arrows. I set traps for some birds for feathers. My food and water supply are good, I'm full of energy and not dying. All good things of course. When I was looking for a water source I found the most interesting thing... A small rock that looked like it was carved into the shape of a hunting spearhead... Odd, I wonder if there are people on this island? Or perhaps there used to be and all the predators that are surly lurking about deeper in the forest killed them. Okay wow that was dark. I really need to find a better way to kill time than to think about such morbid thoughts. Well that means back to gathering materials for my tree fort, I still need more vines. Oh and I probably need a hiding spot below my tree fort. Well I'm making some good progress at surviving at least. I'll need some leaves or brush for a sleeping area at the base of my tree." 

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