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Tuesday June 2, 1951 3:37pm - Blood, daring escapes and flying lessons

Our ladies' man geologist was last seen daydreaming about stabbing a shitheel reporter



The leads I had pointed at the ore plant, and I figured it was worth checking out. The mines are all over the town, and it seemed likely that some evidence of the ants might be around somewhere.





And more importantly, bearing down on my car.

Shit, I had hoped these kids wouldn't bother me, but I guess this wasn't my lucky day. It looked like a game of chicken was on, and fuck if I'm going to chicken out to these brats.





I could see Ice grinning, but as I stepped on the accelerator it quickly faded.



The tires on Ice's car screamed as he swerved off the road. As I drove by, he raised his fist and challenged me to meet him at Beverly's Drive-In for a final show down.

I drove back and forth a couple of times so that we could arrange a suitable time and place that would fit both our schedules, while still keeping the drama of the situation.

Wow, that was pretty lucky, I thought for sure I was dead there. I wasn't sure if I'd take them up on their offer of a dinner date - for the moment I continued on my way to the ore plant.



Consulting my map I noticed that Mine 5 is in the north-east, but Mines 1 & 2 were to the south and south-west, near where Geez got those rocks and near to J.D's Farm. I decided to head along the line that went south.



Strange noises? that's #1 on my list of "things I don't want to hear". I pulled out my .45 and started pumping furiously on my rail cart, heading down there as soon as possible. I was itching to kill some more ants.

When I got there, the miner looked visibly shaken.





... screamed like a little girl. The ant was RIGHT BEHIND ME.

I desperately tried to get a shot off, but it was too late, it seems the ants were wising up and not wandering around letting me shoot and blow them up quite so easily. The last thing I remember seeing was those very blunt but very big pincers slamming down on my leg, then blackness.







The welcome site of a nurse greeted me when I awoke. She was winking at me, and I thought to myself that I was going to get lucky once more today. Under a pretense of trying to focus on where I was, I stared at her... clipboard.



Whenever you lose a battle with an ant, or injure yourself in other ways like car crashes, you'll lose 2 or more days in the hospital, unless you get out of it - as we will in a minute.



"You don't understand baby, it was about 20 feet long. I almost had it, I was just about to headbutt it in its stupid face when its mate got the drop on me.."



Unfortunately, I thought to myself, Dr. Wells is a drooling incompetent fool.

I appreciated her help, and I very much anticipated her sponge baths, so I decided to stay for a week or two. Three at the most.

That's about when she told me that my regular nurse would be a 70 year old man with chronic flatulence. There was only one thing left to do.



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That was pretty impressive, even though I do say so myself. Fortunately, Lizard Breath had instituted a "safe ground" rule, so that once you're outside of the hospital building they're not allowed to come after you and grab you. This meant I could continue on with my very important business unmolested by old men. I also got a free wheelchair!

It was only 4pm in the afternoon, but I had nothing else I particularly wanted to do today, and running around for 20 minutes had tired me out, so I decided to go to bed. I must have been tired, because I slept for about 17 hours.

I awoke to a knock on my door. Being kind of sleepy, I accidentally answered the door naked, but the man didn't seem to mind.





This is pretty much just a piece of evidence that the game gives you for free, just for taking part. If you haven't already found it by now though, you're going to be pretty screwed for the game.

I took the ant leg from him. I figured I may as well start a collection. Maybe after this is all over I'll have enough to reassemble a scale replica of an ant, stuff it, and put it in a museum somewhere. Or at least a modern art gallery.





I can't write anything creepier than this. I don't know why, but some of this stuff comes out of nowhere.

It was then that a brainwave struck me. If I was having trouble fighting the ants, I might be able to get the upper hand by utilising some of the opportunities open to me. I headed out to the local airfield.



Louie La Rue ran a charter business. From the looks of the crates on the field it's a wonder anyone ever got off the ground.



Bizarrely, Louie seemed to have a Mexican accent. I shrugged off, since $15/hr was a pretty reasonable rate, provided these planes actually flew.

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That was a fun trip, but it showed me that the ants were gaining more ground. Obviously they were expanding their territory, and I very much doubted that anyone else in this godforsaken town has either the balls or the wit to fight this mutant menace.

I drove back to the university lab to find out what results Dr. Wells had come up with. Hopefully he had some keen insight into how to defeat these creatures, or how to stop them.





CENSORED! That CENSORED CENSORED son of a CENSORED. I don't CENSORED believe it.



I barely managed to contain my rage before I punched his glasses into his face. He stared at me blankly as I walked out, not even realising that he'd done anything wrong. I just got in my car and drove. 200 yards down the road it started running out of gas, so I stopped in at elmer's, expecting him to be hiding again.

He wasn't.





The mines! I had almost forgotten. I had some payback to give to a certain ant at Mine 1. It wasn't quite the same dropping bug spray on them from above.

Next update: Revenge is a dish best served luke-warm.