The Joy of Another's House: After Action

Claiming a fully stocked house – furnace, boxes, and campfires aplenty – will allow the average rockman to quickly climb the social ladder. This I did, and feasted upon local resources and man for a few hours.

I failed to foresee, however, the return of the true owner. And was he pleased at the internal doors I had constructed?

He was not pleased!

And though I built arrows, and guns, and so much more,

I failed to secure

The metal door!

My wood stood no chance against the raging M4

Of the native and true challenger, the owner.

Thus I was evicted, and killed.

forgot to take your meds?

pretty cool