Hey guys, it’s Destiny King here with another episode of “Oh My God, I’m Going to Starve to Death in Another World!” Well, my house is all set up and I’m pretty confident that whoever finds my skeletal remains in a few hundred years, will probably be impressed.
I might be going a little stir-crazy, but I’m so weak from hunger that I can’t muster the strength to do much of anything. It’s surprisingly cool down here, but that’s only compared to the deadly heat on the surface. If I had to guess, I would say that it might be ninety degrees Fahrenheit in my burrow. In the desert right now… No clue. I honestly don’t even want to think about it.
I’m down to one gallon of water. I need to drink so much that I have to pee every hour or so… It’s just that, I’m worried about salt and sugar. Ugh, there are so many things that I used to take for granted: Electricity, plumbing, air-conditioning, baths… Wait a second, couldn’t I ‘make’ a bath? The main problem is that the floor is dirt. I have no way of keeping the water from being absorbed into the ground. I wish I had a plastic tarp or maybe, no, it’s pointless to think about it.
Gotta go again. Need to water the cactuses too, so I might as well take a ‘shower’. I’m praying for a miracle… Who knows? Maybe I’ll wake up from this horrible nightmare soon?
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And I’m back. One hundred and twenty degrees is my guess. Yeah, that’s way hotter than Maryland, even during the times when I thought my skin was going to burst into flames. The ‘shower’ was nice though.
Crabby is still just chilling there and guarding her eggs, or larvae, whatever they are now. By the way, the cactuses seem to be growing really fast. Each of them are at least six inches wide now. I was so~ tempted to cut one open and feast on its succulent meat… But I didn’t, because it wouldn’t even make much of a difference at this point. Besides, most plants grow faster during the night.
Hopefully they’ll swell up like juicy melons soon. Their name is really encouraging though: ‘Colossal Barrel Cactus’. I dug three of them up and planted them a few meters away from each other.
I’m down to five gallons of water though. I have to wait about twenty six more hours before I can go ‘exploring’ again. For now, all I can do is sleep and try to conserve what little strength I have left.