The-Walking-Dad
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Day 1
Spawned in wasteland. Oh dear. Luckily I could see some trees in the distance. Didn't waste any time in running for them, ignoring the zombies that came for me as I went. I was very tense, listening keenly for the sound of heavy footsteps or growling. It took about ten minutes to get to the border between the waste and the forest, and just as I reached the green... I heard a low rumble.
Dog, running at me from behind.
I had a stone axe to my name, so I ran a bit further, desperately searching for a rock to climb on, or even a car. No luck. I turned to face it.
I managed to stun it twice before it bit me, and kill it before it killed me. The encounter left me bleeding so I had to use my starter bandage. I continued on and found the forest to be a very small area that led to desert, the land rising to mountains.
What choice but to go on? I scrounged some aloe for healing paste to mend my wounds, looted a house and a small compound, surviving two more dogs and a small nest of snakes. My luck gave me a shotgun, a pistol, a hunting rifle, and a sledgehammer. I dealt with a pesky vulture with the shotgun. Still moving forward, but low on food, I ate my can of chilli.
I felt something coming on.
Soon, I felt ill.
Then sick to my stomach.
I was losing health. With limited options I continued, applying first aid every 30 seconds or so to stave off death. Avoided the undead were I could, killed them (barely, with low stamina) when I couldn't. Eventually I reached the peak of the mountain road I'd been following, and with a sense of doom realised I'd reached the end of the game map.
Damn!
So I turned around and started the other way, aiming for a different patch of forest I could see from this vantage point. No civilisation in sight in any direction.
At about eight o'clock at night I set up a campfire to cook the meat from the couple of animals I'd been able to hunt on the way, and to boil the canned water I'd collected. I realised then that I was feeling better; the food poisoning hadn't killed me. I gathered some wood and made a crude shelter and hunched there for the night, keeping watch for undead by the light of my torch.
I'd survived day one!
I'm exhausted (in real life too).
Spawned in wasteland. Oh dear. Luckily I could see some trees in the distance. Didn't waste any time in running for them, ignoring the zombies that came for me as I went. I was very tense, listening keenly for the sound of heavy footsteps or growling. It took about ten minutes to get to the border between the waste and the forest, and just as I reached the green... I heard a low rumble.
Dog, running at me from behind.
I had a stone axe to my name, so I ran a bit further, desperately searching for a rock to climb on, or even a car. No luck. I turned to face it.
I managed to stun it twice before it bit me, and kill it before it killed me. The encounter left me bleeding so I had to use my starter bandage. I continued on and found the forest to be a very small area that led to desert, the land rising to mountains.
What choice but to go on? I scrounged some aloe for healing paste to mend my wounds, looted a house and a small compound, surviving two more dogs and a small nest of snakes. My luck gave me a shotgun, a pistol, a hunting rifle, and a sledgehammer. I dealt with a pesky vulture with the shotgun. Still moving forward, but low on food, I ate my can of chilli.
I felt something coming on.
Soon, I felt ill.
Then sick to my stomach.
I was losing health. With limited options I continued, applying first aid every 30 seconds or so to stave off death. Avoided the undead were I could, killed them (barely, with low stamina) when I couldn't. Eventually I reached the peak of the mountain road I'd been following, and with a sense of doom realised I'd reached the end of the game map.
Damn!
So I turned around and started the other way, aiming for a different patch of forest I could see from this vantage point. No civilisation in sight in any direction.
At about eight o'clock at night I set up a campfire to cook the meat from the couple of animals I'd been able to hunt on the way, and to boil the canned water I'd collected. I realised then that I was feeling better; the food poisoning hadn't killed me. I gathered some wood and made a crude shelter and hunched there for the night, keeping watch for undead by the light of my torch.
I'd survived day one!
I'm exhausted (in real life too).
)
Until you start hearing noises...