I never have been good at making things. I usually enjoyed helping my Dad out and let him do the thinking and I'd be happy to pass him the screw driver or spirit level.
This time people were looking to me to take lead. Dang.
First things first you need your materials. We were sent up the hill.
SOLDIERS. More soldiers were up there. More shouting and more abuse. One person was abducted the rest sent back to the fire. Looks like we're sleeping rough tonight.
At the fire our host tells us that it is now safe to go back. I wasn't too sure and we all hesitated to go back.
No soldiers. Phew.
Right back to building our Slum and avoid being ambushed.
Our first task: gather the materials... take 2.
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