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Verfasst: 31. Okt. 2019 um 1:57
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I woke up standing naked in the middle of the road in what seemed to be a winter storm. I couldn't remember what happened the night before... maybe some beers were involved or something but I was freezing so I decided to go to what seemed to be an abandoned home and see if I could find some clothing. Oddly enough, the door was left open, I made my way inside and started searching the rooms. As I tried to figure out why the house didn't seem to have any dressers or furniture of the like, I got slapped by a guy wearing a zombie costume. At first, I thought he was messing with me until the second hit really hurt. I felt my health drop and I knew at that very moment, I had to slap this guy back. I won. I set up base in this abandoned building. I mined, I chopped, I scavenged the buildings nearby. It seemed the entire world was empty and only myself and 4 store owners were left in this god forsaken existence. To make things worse, those traders were super rude. I built some traps, lay some mines, and went off to hunt. On day 7, the moon turned red and I found myself being chased by zombies by a factory. All that work for nothing. Days and days of work only to be caught by a wave of never ending running zombies...

I climbed to the roof of the factory, and somehow managed to get up to the highest point. The zombies ravaged the building below me. All I could do was pick them off with the gun i'd found during one of my adventures.

A couple minutes before the night ended, half of the building began to crumble. The zombies had destroyed the foundation and the roof was collapsing from the center of the building. I prayed I'd last the couple minutes more, but the roof under me began to crumble as well. I'd thought the building would kill them as it fell, but I was wrong.

If you are reading this, I survived. Not because I valiantly found a solution, but because a friend found me just in time with a couple of pipe bombs and 7.62's. The zombies chased him instead and ate him as I manged my escape long enough to survive until morning. Phew...
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