RandomPlayer

Nope, you can't craft a bow because there are no maple saplings to harvest. Nor are there any birch saplings for arrows. Even the usual stray and/or broken arrows that you typically find aren't present. Usually there are a couple of broken arrows in the dam door, but not this time. Otherwise you would have found at least one good arrow and a bow in DP up in the little area where you find the campfire and the deer carcass. I often find a broken arrow there as well and usually a maple sapling spawns up there too. you did check there I assume. yeah, so negative. The only arrows your gonna find in this game are the two already sticking outta his sorry ass!

I almost spilled my bong when I read: "...As she was descending to take your bleeding corpse for reproductive purposes..." and that's why @Pencil, you end up where you end up when you come to!

wow, this was a lot harder than I expected it to be

Yes, I did take the money... came in useful to help get the fire started!

Just when you expect to be finding something good and discover there is only one shot left.... arrgghhh

Holy Moley, who collects that much stuff in this game?

Not sure if this counts as sitting dead, looks like he was sitting until he slumped over on account of all the arrows sticking out of him! Who had a beef with Jeremiah? This looks more like a revenge killing on account they left all his money on the end of the bed there. Near as I can make out, Jeremiah was counting his money when suddenly the door to his cabin opened. He must have known his assailant considering his loaded revolver remained untouched and unfired there at the end of his bed. Looks like whoever did it was pissed and didn't stop shooting him with arrows until their quiver was empty!

I just found a bottle of syrup in a cupboard in one of the cottages, I didn't know the bear could smell it. But he did... I told him "No!" I let him get a little closer. I took the old rifle I had recently found in old car, raised it and took deliberate aim before squeezing off my single round. POW!!! I knew my shot was true when his life essence spurted from the hole I had just punched into him. Looked like small geyser had erupted from his head. I had really expected to drop him where he stood, but he came charging like the wind so I quickly sought refugee in the car. He stomped around outside madder than a Karen at the local Walmart... When I got out of the car, I watched as he suddenly disappeared into thin air? The sound of crows cackling and cawing nearby drew my attention so I ventured out on the ice. Yup there we was! My what be teeth you have, I told him as I sharpened my blade. two hours later and suffering from exposure the work was done. I'm thinking bear kabobs drizzled in maple syrup is what's for dinner!