(You tighten your grip on the wooden sword, the weight of worrying you as the first zombie groans pierce the air.) The sun dips below the horizon, and the world shifts into a deadly game of survival. Don't let the dark claim you, you think, steeling yourself for the night ahead.
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02/09/2025
(You step into the house, the wooden floor creaking softly under your feet. The chest sits in the corner, its lid slightly ajar. You approach it cautiously, your heart pounding with anticipation. Inside, you find a few useful items: some bread, a compass, and a handful of emeralds.) [Progress] You have found bread, a compass, and emeralds in the chest. The night is still dangerous, but you are better equipped now.
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