I see that there is still some fire left in the campfire so I take some rabbit meat out of the inventory and after cutting it into cubes, I bread it on a twig before starting to cook it.
"I've got dirt... well, that's half the job, still the other half is the most annoying"
little by little the skewer of meat was cooking in the heat while the fire had begun to die down and before long all that was left was charcoal and ash that still retained a little indirect heat.
when the skewer was sufficiently cooked I was able to remove it from the heat, it looked juicy and smoke was coming out of it.
//munch//
"it's quite tasty, still I would have liked to have at least a little salt".
I wonder how the others are doing in their respective shelters'?
"open the regional chat"
[survivors: 923/ 1,000]
'it's only day two and almost eighty people have died... how many people will be left alive by the end of the month? this is crazy'
[Elmo Gadda: anyone want to team up with me? i'm at location xx xx if we team up i'm sure we'll have a better chance of surviving]
[Veronica Berlusconi-Pascarella: you want to form a group to survive... have you even thought about how much food they would need? I saw that earlier you were complaining about not having enough food for yourself, I'm sorry but I'm not sharing mine with anyone].
[Elmo Gadda: but being more people we have more chances to find supplies, at this rate we are all going to freeze to death, right?]
[Regulo Marin: and we also have more chances of finding a nest of mutant beasts... what a horror, today I saw from afar a wolf the size of a person... no, thanks, I prefer to stay safe in my little corner].
'wolves the size of people... fuck, and to think I almost ran into those...'
[Laurel Watson: I had added galasso lucarelli on my friends list, a few moments ago his name turned grey and I can't contact him at all, anyone know anything about him?]
[Regulo Marin: I'm sorry but most likely he is already dead... remember, today he said he was going to go to the base of that one of his friends... the snow is not very strong but that's not the scariest thing out there].
"the situation is that bad huh, I feel a little bad but I'm not going to help them for free, I don't know any of them."
I closed the chat and finished eating my kebab in silence.
"I should take advantage now that the fire is out to throw the ashes outside".
'remove weeds x12'
I removed the stones I used as a base and used the bundle of weeds to sweep up the ashes and charcoal fragments, piled up the trash and opened the door.
//Fuosh//
the wind blows in my face making me shiver from the cold, the darkness of the night contrstando with the white snow made a peculiar sight.
I quickly swept the dirt out, scattering the ashes on the snow.
then I felt it...
'what the fuck... I feel like I'm being watched, where is this look coming from?'
I looked in all directions looking for whatever was watching me.
"there... in the woods"
in the darkness of the forest several pairs of eyes were glowing like little shiny stones, but these shiny stones were at the height of a person.
//GRRr...//
"Shit!"
//STAMP!!!//
realizing what those meant, I quickly closed the door and placed the two buckets of water against the door, even though I knew they wouldn't help.
"those were wolves... the same mutant wolves that that guy regulo described in the chat.... and the same wolves I found yesterday."
'shit, that was probably the whole pack... looks like they hadn't completely ignored me, they tracked me here'.
I couldn't sleep at night, at that moment I was afraid that a wolf would pounce and break the door, at some point I started to hear growls and footsteps in the snow.
[SURVIVED TIME: 2 DAY]
"hey! ..ah this is the same notification, it seems it's already past midnight".
haa~
"this has me too worried, well, if I can't sleep then I'll try to do something productive then."
I took out the rods from my inventory and with the stone knife I started to carve arrows.
I carved one... two, three, four... time went by as I kept carving the wood until at one point I had no more rods left to carve.
ah I have no more... how long has it been... I'm just... I'm sleepy...'.
...
"hmm~ what? ah... I seem to have fallen asleep..."
I took some water from the buckets to wash my face.
"right, the wolves..."
I didn't hear anything outside so I slowly opened the door to see if there was any danger.
"ugh... their paw prints can be seen from here... they seem to have gone to the river, probably to drink water."
I suddenly regretted a bit that I had built my shelter so close to the frozen river.
"ah, yes, I remember I was carving arrows".
I looked at the ground and saw my stone knife next to several arrows stacked on top of each other.
"...19, 20, 21, 22 arrows... that's a good number however I think it would be better to have more".
'well, I don't have a bow to use them with yet'.
with this I began to prepare the fire and put some water in the pot before leaving it to warm up with the flames.
I soon logged back on to the global chat to see how the day was starting for the rest of us.
[survivors: 81,478/ 100,000]
[Tang Ping: Zombies have appeared! at first I thought they were some fellow survivors so I tried to get their attention, but... FEAR! as soon as they heard my voice they chased me back to my shelter].
with this news was that my third day in this frozen wasteland began.