I packed up for an overnight trip, travelling through some factories in search of materials and equipment for the farm. I found some good stacks of lumber that have survived the weather. but simple equipment like nails continue to elude me. I continue my search for a sturdy shovel as well, whilst planting season is still far away I want to be prepared.
I returned to the farm largely empty-handed, and was greeted with more misery. Some bandits had come through in my absence, ransacking the house. The doors were left open and swinging on their hinges, my stash of farming equipment had been totally emptied, and they took my old hunting rifle as well. My barricades were torn from the windows, I can only assume for the handful of nails. It seems that I will remain unable to rebuild this place into the safe and secure childhood home I once knew.
These damn militias and bandits have no respect for a simple life.