Chapter 32

Oh.

Oh but fuck me, it’s fucking fire.

I was accustomed to hearing of fires on the news, as my state was no stranger to a brush fire or two. But this’ll be the first where I’m in the direct pathway of one.

Uhhh okay, okay I have to to prepare myself for when it comes, which is somewhat difficult when moving out the way is off the table!

My log will most definitely get burned down. It’s rotten and dry as hell, but at least I won’t die with it. This is one of the main reasons why I dug down and started growing on the ground. And while I’m so fucking grateful I did, losing my birthplace along with my mycelium still in there is going to be a bitch to go through.

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Should I disconnect from the log before the fire gets here? Will that disconnect part of me still feel and hurt? Or would it be just a non-sentient disconnected limb? Will it feel pain?

All these questions plagued me but I had to start thinking of solutions and disconnecting from the log only made sense.

As I disconnected myself from the log I couldn’t help but feel dread.

I also couldn’t help but wonder what else will this asshole natural disaster take from me.

My projects are done for thats for sure.

Project compound research is done for, project first contact which turned into a resource goldmine through the hub will surely take a hit, it wasn’t a project but im sure the mushroom I connected to will be burned down, though its mycelium will be fine.

Oh fuck my mycelium network will be completely destroyed. That shit is huge! Ah fuck me but this fire will ruin everything.

Oh … oh no the fucking bde monument!!!!

I just got that fucking shit up.

Fuck me.