Have you ever thought about all the good news that you have ever received in your life? I have.
I don't know if you've realised, but news normally comes in sets. Good news always comes with a price-bad news. Think about it, a baby is born, yay, but then someone dies. You get a new job, someone loses their job. You go on holiday, someone stays at home and is left lonely without their friends.
Ok, I don't know about you, but personally I like to know the bad news first and the good news after. Just for suspense, I'm going to start with the good news.
Well then, the good news is that are little group of non-violents has managed to stay overnight in the hidden house without any major problems.
We have all had a good nights rest, but then we went outside to forage for breakfast and only Diamond stayed behind.
James and Emerald had a crossbow each and went to find some meat for us, while the rest of us searched for edible vegetation. I took my axe with me for safety.
When we all met up, between them, James and Emerald had shot down three medium-sized Dodo birds(they used to be extinct but they just suddenly started appearing everywhere a few years back). Hector and I had gathered a few basket-fulls of different crops, the others found some unusual herbs as well.
Everything seemed to be going quite well, I hardly noticed I was on a murderous TV show. But all was too good to be true.
Arriving back at the house in the forest, we discovered the bad news.