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3 thoughts on “539 – A Knife In The Dark (END OF EPISODE 22)

  1. Why am I not surprised.

  2. Typical, it’s always someone else’s fault. Revenge is not just best served cold, but by stupid too. “This is all your fault!” Which is wrong, but in his head, it’s right.

    1. It’s also been heavily hinted he has already been brain washed by the zombie worshiping cult.

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539 – A Knife In The Dark (END OF EPISODE 22)

Happy Holidays, all! That's a wrap (heh) for Episode 22 just in time for a Christmas cliffhanger! Hope we don't twist the knife too much...

See y'all in 2025 when Zombie Ranch continues!

Ode to a comfy couch…

Well, not really, I’m not feeling my poetic urges quite this moment. But hey, as apocalypse digs go this is pretty nice, right? Come home from a terrifying night of zombie survival, kick back with a homemade brewski and pretend to watch some television? I started a new single-player game of 7 Days to Die trying out their latest development build and lo and behold, zoned in just down the way from a most cozy trailer, complete with that most comfy couch. I have since decided that this couch must be protected at all costs, not least because although the game does have some furniture building options, this particular couch is not one of them. If it gets destroyed, ’tis gone forever. But nice setup, eh? A lot of this is unchanged from when I invited myself to move in (after dealing with a long-dead owner and his equally long-dead dog). The outer walls were solid metal and the interior had enough working electric lights that I didn’t have to install any heat generating (and thus zombie attracting) candles or torches. Oh yeah, and a reinforced iron door for an entrance at a time when you’re still scrounging around trying to put together stone tools. Anyhow, now I’ve got some viable trailer living going! I even knocked a hole in the roof to better simulate Chuck’s demesne, and incidentally the roof is a great place to shoot the shambling neighbors from should they come by and raise a ruckus. Mind you, I don’t have the confidence this would stand up to one of them thar Blood Moon hordes and don’t want to risk that couch trying! So I’ve got a “horde base” set up a ways down the road. On the roof of a former strip club called “The Boobie Trap.” Yeah, it’s just a Chuck-friendly world. Good thing, too, ‘cuz otherwise it ain’t very friendly at all.