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[lonelynotforsaken]

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Hi, everyone!
Jet and I made it past all of the rivers on the west/northwest side of the island.
We took a few detours and I've been moving kind of slowly.
So, I think someone could reasonably make the journey in about four days.
We could shorten it if we can put some nice sturdy logs down across the river branches near the hotel.
I think that could really help in making it easier to get down to the base from this side of the island.

No animal attacks! :)
But we might have just got lucky.
We did hear some weird stuff going on the day before yesterday, though.
Did anyone else hear a sort of rhythmic thrumming?
I wasn't sure if it was just over by us.

Comments

[aluminumandash]

you near the beach?

[timaeus]

Close enough to see a fuckton of dead crabs washing up on the shore.
Further evidence of where they went.

[aluminumandash]

coulda led with that

[timaeus]

Or you could have a little faith that I'm not a complete moron.

[aluminumandash]

as a personal favor, like?

[timaeus]

If you need to treat it as a favor to not assume others are idiots, then you're an even bigger narcissist than me.

[Though this is kind of a pot-kettle situation given he's definitely had a habit of assuming he's the smartest person in any given situation and proceeding accordingly.]

[aluminumandash]

well that is some refined ass name calling. [ It'd been half a joke—not that Rust's sputters of humor are typically received any better. ]

can you tell how they died? bodies look beaten up?

[timaeus]

Not name-calling, just stating facts.
Anyway, I haven't gone down to do any crab autopsies yet, but I can if you want to know that badly.

[aluminumandash]

yeah [ He lingers over the word, but he does, in fact, very badly want to know. ]

whether they look torn open, that kinda thing. patterns, tracks. aint expecting you to be a crab anatomist.