Monday

Barrowmaze open today. Friends say come help, get rich, buy lots of drinks. Good friends! I followed. There was a line like a race, or like the market. When we got to the barrows, there were giant scorpions in the way. They killed one of my friends. We had to run away. That wasn’t as much fun. Then they gave me a shovel and told me to dig. That was boring, but like farming.