No more feathers today. I’m so sad. I had my hopes very high thinking I’d be seeing my friends today for sure. But I didn’t. Tomorrow we will go out in another direction from the portal room we have. Maybe the feathers got moved from the real trail and there’s more out there somewhere.
I just think it makes sense that Charlie would try and signal us somehow. What really worries me is that Herobrine has already been here and found them first. Felicia say that thinking like that won’t help. She’s right. I know. It’s just hard sometimes to believe in the best.
I guess all we can do is pop back through the portal for more supplies and then come back and keep on looking. I’ll never give up on them.
It’s almost time to go out again, Diary. I didn’t write much yesterday and I just wanted to say that I’m hoping so hard that we get a good lead on Charlie today. I’m really, really worried that he and FC have met with something awful and we won’t ever be able to bring them home again.
I never got the chance to tell Charlie how much I love him. I did have lots of chances but you know, no one talks about their feelings, Diary. It’s just the way it is. But if I never see Charlie again I just wanted it on record that I do love and miss the little guy. A lot. There. I said it. Oh, and Friendly Creeper…you’ve been an awesome friend.
I mean, really, really awesome. Creepers are the bad guys; you know? All that running at things and blowing up. I know, it’s what they do and it’s nothing personal, FC taught me that, but it’s very inconvenient all the same…anyway…FC you’re a stand up dude who knows the true meaning of friendship. Who else who throw themselves in the Nether to help a friend out? Love ya, man.
Time to go, Diary. Talk soon.
Well, diary, I’m back. Just. If I’d known what was waiting out there I may not have gone out to look for Charlie and FC. Okay, I still would have. Would’ve been much easier to get through a Blaze attack and a skeleton attack, and just when I thought I’d found Charlie at last, I discover these weird little critters called Chicken Jockeys. Baby Zombie Pigmen riding around on chickens which did not look as cute as you’d think it might, Diary.
Seriously weird, Diary, and very disappointing. I saw chickens and I was sure Charlie would be there somewhere. But he wasn’t. Felicia ran out of arrows but we’ve been back through our portal to get more supplies. I’m going to eat heaps and get some rest and then I’m heading right back out. Now I know there are other chickens here, I know Charlie is out there somewhere. I have to find him; I just have too.