Chapter 154

*Crunch*
I was sitting atop my little skull home as I opened my mouth and took a huge bite out of a palm-sized nut that I held with my right hand since my other hand was too busy trying to keep the rest of the nuts from falling off the skull and being tainted with the germs and impurities of the ground.
"I can't even imagine how many creatures have stepped on the surface of these lands, let alone that one that might have committed unspeakable acts on this soil." A shiver went down my spine as I said those words as I imagined it.
"At least a few million, right? But I mean, technically us humans have always been drinking dinosaur pee, so why does it matter if one of the nuts fall down there? Its not like a creature could have done anything to it in the last few weeks, right?" I asked myself, nuts and saliva flying out of my mouth as I spoke.
It had been around 4 and a half weeks ever since I'd died for the second time, and nothing of real significance had happened in that time other than the mission I got exactly 4 weeks ago.
I'd say I've become mildly sleep-deprived in the last few weeks, sleeping for god knows how many hours, yet staying awake for far more than 24 hours at a time.
It wasn't that I didn't want to sleep, it was just that every time I would close my eyes to fall into a peaceful slumber, I would either jolt up in a panic after hearing a loud noise which in reality was just me shifting my body a little, or I would wake up after a few hours in a cold sweat from the nightmares that forced me to watch the scene of Crystal dying over and over again.
Another thing I seemed to have forgotten about was my hygiene. Yes, I looked physically healthy since I for some reason could not lose muscle no matter what I did, but I still looked like a ruffled mess of a human who lay in the tatters of his clothes.
My body was covered in dried sweat, dried blood, and many bodily fluids that I could not differentiate at this point due to each creature having a different tint or color for their blood, and a crap-ton of mud that stained my skin all over and made me look exceptionally dirty.
"I'd love to argue that maybe not having a shower for such a long time is the reason for how miserable I've become, but I'm pretty sure it's the sleep-deprivation. Hahahaha..." I began laughing hysterically to myself, not caring about the manners that had been ingrained into me from infancy.