As I was walking down the trail I noticed that the trail started to disappear from view. After another 5 minutes, the trail disappeared altogether. At this point I started to lose hope that I could find people, or at least creatures other than these monsters. All that's left is to keep moving forward. And it pisses me off. Because I have heartburn, my whole body is burning from sunburn, and I'm also mentally tired. So I decided to stop and try to build a shelter. And I started counting the days.
Day 1:
I gathered bushes for the shelter, ate monsters and started planning (in my mind) how it would look like. I chose a spot by the ledge. One side was straight and looked like a 5 meter cliff. That's where I decided to build my cabin.
Day 2:
Stopped planning on a regular shack, since without rope and nails I won't do anything sensible. Found some big stalks and with a rock started making small indentations. Started to assemble the bases. After I got tired and ate, I went to bed. Had the same dream again today
Day 3:
Today I started to cover my tent with bushes. And you can say my shelter is complete.
I noticed that for a few days now the monsters started to watch me from afar. They were not particularly aggressive, but if you hurt them, they would chase me. And they were acting alone. I decided to go there and watch them.
5 hours later:
I didn't see anything else and since I was very tired and it was getting dark, I stayed there.
Day 4
I went back home in the morning. I chose that spot because the straight side looked nice. But that turned out to be a mistake. Because that 5 meter cliff collapsed and the house was destroyed.
The collapsed sand started to move...