Scrap Journal

[AbumpintheDark]

Journal

Day One- Morning

Woke up in the middle of a rocky outcrop. All I can remember is a tall man standing over me...and my name. Wilson. I’m Wilson. Found this scrap of paper and a lump of black material. Will use as impromptu journal so I can sort out this crazy mess.

Day One- Afternoon

Found some flints and made a primitive axe. Hunted rabbits-why so frustrating? There has to be a way I can trap them easily.

Made a flint pickaxe-found gold. If there’s any civilization left, I’d be filthy rich. As is, all I can make now is an analyzer.

Chopped up some trees. This place gives me the creeps. It feels like something’s watching me from the undergrowth...

Day One- Evening

It’s almost night. Scared. For the past hour, the feeling of being watched just grew and grew. Going to make a fire and keep watch.

Sleepy...so sle

Day Two- Early Morning

I’m lucky to be alive. Woke up at about midnight and saw something running through the woods. Must be very careful from now on. But for now, it’s rabbit hunting time!

Day Two- Mid-Morning

Had a small haul of rabbits-spent most of my time gathering grasses and berries. They look sort of like a cross between grapes and raspberries. Am going to try my skills at weaving.

Day Two- Afternoon

Figured out a way to weave the grass, after many failures. I analyzed the tufts of grass and realized they have small “teeth” that can hook together if done correctly. Fascinating. Am going to place some near the rabbit warrens.

Day Two- Evening

As I was setting up camp, a figur

e came out of the darkness. After nearly dying of heart attack, I tried to talk to it. Spook in rudimentary language. “Me hungry pig!” I gave him some berries, and after he snuffled them down, said “You good man!” I have decided to call him Peggy.

Day Three- Morning

Peggy is still asleep. Several times, he commented on my fire. I believe these savage pigmen cannot make a fire and are very technologically underdeveloped. I will try to interview him later.

Day Three- Noon

Found a small graveyard while checking my traps. All the graves are faded and smudged. I refuse to end up here.

Off in the distance, I can see a large creature striding around a small bundle. This deserves attention later...

Day Four- Morning

I think I am safe now. This island will drive me insane. I will be a gibbering mess of a...

Peggy turned into a monster. At night. He ran and chased me over through the forest. There were all sorts of things, I’m sure, but all I had was my feeble light, and now it’s getting dark, and I don’t have any materials, and I can hear something coming towards m-