Dehydration forced us into a suicide cult, or at least until we managed to cobble together a shovel for digging up a spout of water that lasted more than two gulps. (For now, at least, the alphas have been removed.)
Powerful “alpha” lions and snakes terrorized us-killing us with a single chomp-and then they stalked around our bodies, preventing us from rescuing the meager resources we’d managed to find. Metal, so important to many projects, might as well have been a myth. When we did find such water, it took forever to respawn and we were in competition with the island’s other unlucky souls. Pools of freshwater didn’t exist (which isn’t all that common in Atlas outside starter freeport islands), but that might as well have been as true for the groundwater you could find on other islands by hitting X to plop on the ground and digging.
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