"There are better places to sleep than under some leaves," the person said. "Are you trying to get eaten?" I got up from underneath the leaves. "I was just trying to hide from the walkers. Seeing as there's no shelter nearby, that was my only alternative." I explained. "I wouldn't be too sure about that. I have a camp that way." He pointed towards a path in the forest. "Do I have a choice?" "Of course, you decline, you become food. You come with me you'll have a certain chance of survival." I shrugged and went with him.
Keeping low under some dead leaves and branches, I waited for day to come, whilst trying to hide from walkers. I let out a sigh. "How much longer must I wait?" I remained under the cover of the leaves.
I looked around and saw a lone walker. "Don't come this way. Don't you come this way." I mumbled to myself. The walker just stood there, not doing much of anything. Then before I knew it I saw a knife pierce the walker's head. When the walker fell I saw a man. "Y'know that ain't fooling anyone." He said. "Anybody can see that a person is underneath all of those leaves, especially if they left their backpack on." Ah hell, I thought. He must've seen me.
Over a week has passed since I managed to escape Atlanta, I haven't found any more survivors since that group I found a few days ago. As I was walking I stumbled upon what seems like a military humvee. Hoping to find some ammo and maybe a new weapon, I walked up to it. Much to my joy, there was a weapon, but no boxes of ammo nearby. I took the weapon, which looks like a rifle of sorts, and continued on north.
"Damn, night is falling," I looked around. "And no shelter at all in sight." I sped up to a jog, hoping to avoid any possible walker herds. As I was jogging the road I was on started to cut into a forest. "The trees can provide enough cover and shelter for me." I ran into the woods and hid, hoping no walker will see me.
I have spent the past days walking north, finding supplies, evading walkers, and taking shelter wherever I could find it as I went. I have met a few survivors. I turned down their invitation to their group, I go alone. Resources will last longer and I move faster.
As I was walking I came upon an abandoned structure. Upon closer inspection it seemed like a shed. I went over to it, hoping to find supplies. When I opened the door, a body fell out with what seems like a bullet hole in his head. I walked inside and found a note. It read "Couldn't deal with this anymore, so I'm just gonna quit." I set the note down. Poor ba*****. I thought silently. I searched around for a gun or some ammo, finding just the gun in the corner. I checked the magazine, only to see it empty. I sighed. dropped the gun and the empty mag and left, continuing on north. "I wonder how Canada's doing." I silently said to myself.
As I was walking along the highway, I came upon some vehicles to my left. I went over to them, hoping to find some supplies. As I approaches one of the cars, I saw the two people in there begin to move. "Damned walkers." I muttered. I smashed the door handle, and struck a walker in the head with my axe as I opened the door. I dragged the walker out and climbed in the car, striking the other walker as I was doing so. I pulled that walker out of the car and searched for supplies, finding nothing useful, much to my dismay. I climbed out of the car and continued walking.
Driving along the highway out of Atlanta, I heard some sputtering from the engine. Looking at the dashboard I noticed my carelessness. "Of all things, I just had to forget about gas." I looked back at the supplies. "Of all the damn things I brought, a freaking gas can couldn't be any of them." I sighed in frustration. Grabbing all of my supplies, I continued on foot.
Sunflowers' purpose is to help people figure out what direction they're facing by always facing east. Although one can easily figure out the direction they're facing in the debug (F3) menu.
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I looked around and saw a lone walker. "Don't come this way. Don't you come this way." I mumbled to myself. The walker just stood there, not doing much of anything. Then before I knew it I saw a knife pierce the walker's head. When the walker fell I saw a man. "Y'know that ain't fooling anyone." He said. "Anybody can see that a person is underneath all of those leaves, especially if they left their backpack on." Ah hell, I thought. He must've seen me.
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"Damn, night is falling," I looked around. "And no shelter at all in sight." I sped up to a jog, hoping to avoid any possible walker herds. As I was jogging the road I was on started to cut into a forest. "The trees can provide enough cover and shelter for me." I ran into the woods and hid, hoping no walker will see me.
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As I was walking I came upon an abandoned structure. Upon closer inspection it seemed like a shed. I went over to it, hoping to find supplies. When I opened the door, a body fell out with what seems like a bullet hole in his head. I walked inside and found a note. It read "Couldn't deal with this anymore, so I'm just gonna quit." I set the note down. Poor ba*****. I thought silently. I searched around for a gun or some ammo, finding just the gun in the corner. I checked the magazine, only to see it empty. I sighed. dropped the gun and the empty mag and left, continuing on north. "I wonder how Canada's doing." I silently said to myself.
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