Firefang14

I have reached day 9, alive in fact, of my perilous quest through the depth of this website called moddb. The forests, humid. The food, scarce. The feeling, hunted. I don't know how much longer I can last playing this game. Several fellow prey have already been killed by our hunter. I feel it is only a matter of time till I myself stare down the barrel of death. Or succumb to the temptation of insanity due to lack of hygiene and this weird purple flower I see everywhere. It looks really cute actually. I might just touch it- OH MY GOD! It just tried to eat my hand. After five minutes of beating it with a stick I have resolved to never touch weird purple flowers again. I hear the sound of footsteps, I will write again. He won't get me just yet.