This week was tough. When we finally made it to where the truck stopped, it was a giant, dark room with zombies cluttered everywhere. A bunch of the purple gems were stored in a box. Dub said it was where we needed to be. We started fighting the zombies, and since they were super weak, we got rid of a lot of them. At some point, I made it to the gems, and I picked the box they were in up. Suddenly, Dub said to duck; a laser activated when I picked the gems up. Everyone ducked - Everyone, but Dub. Dub was burnt to a crisp. The rest of us got out alive, but I feel so bad about Dub because it was my fault he died. Later in the week, up to now, we've been traveling home. Tucker has a good smell, so he's been our guide. Now, we can come home. I'm excited to see how big Nibu's gotten, and hopeful Birch is still alive.
Oopsie there goes Dubbie Yeah no I wanted to have someone die quickly and suddenly, so it doesn't register for a bit after. Not Grammarly correcting it to Debbie #FO Next: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/960922535 First: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/907928519 Previous: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/958251029
