xx-December 29th 2012 It was the third night before I left for my business trip and wanted to go solo one last time before a months absence. There was 40+ people at least 10 of them fighting in Elektro luckily i was just out side Cherno, Prigor to be exact, I went for the closest building. I checked for hostiles before moving in, it was clear. Found a lee,one clip, soda, two chem-lights. +(what I already owned, bandage, beans and a crossbow with a few bolts) I decided to make my way around Cherno instead of going through it, may find a sniper and end his life of tormenting others. I took about 10 steps and heard an abnormal and barely audible noise. It made me stop and 360,figured it was a bandit trying to scare the local Bambi's. again the sound played, but this time I was expecting it. There was no indication of somebody using the mike like usual. ( a static filled one at that) during the noise a zombie was enraged and with its terrible sense of path taking.. it rushed towards me. I tried to break its line of sight , I failed. even louder than before I heard the disembodied voice. I quickly wrote down what I heard... 'iiiiss.....(pause)...eeey...(pause). ooooh.." I stopped moving it felt like lag I could not move in any direction but could turn around just in time to see that the zombie chasing me was now just moments from hitting me. I attempted to switch to my cross bow knowing the "dinner bell" would be even more risky. I fired, surprisingly the first hit was directly in its Eye, however..it did not eliminate the threat, instead of returning to its attack stance it stood perfectly still. I reloaded and fired again knocking the zombie down. The voice bellowed out, without bending its knees or using its hands to push it stood straight up. It began to glow white, it began to Glitch in different shapes.(Gray to white to black and back to white). I could make out its snapped neck, my bolt sticking in its gut and through its head. It started walking closer stopping every few steps for just half a second. I was out of bolts, I attempted to switch to my rifle but it was to late the thing swung its diseased hands. I lost so much blood, I toppled over, I started to loose focus. The monster stood over me, the voice unclear but unforgettable. I was awake but paralyzed .. i began to move..or rather it was moving me... it was dragging me.. I thought I was finished, struggling for life was hopeless. I knew I was almost out of blood. I was now on my belly , I looked around it still had hold of me dragging me in the dirt I tried to crawl away tried to stand up, but the thing had broken my legs. No matter how much I turned and pulled away from it, the grip was as strong as before. In the distance I could make out a man with an axe, "HELP! I CANT MOVE, IM DIEING" I yelled. He heard me and was a hero, he full on sprinted towards me, thankfully there was no other zombies in the area, he would reach me in seconds. "The axe is my only weapon but I have bandages blood and morphine" he yelled back. I heard waves , it was dragging me towards the coast.I heard flies tons of flies. "I have a lee in my backpack take it and shoot this thing,you can keep the gun ,please hurry... it is going to drag me into the water" I told him as calmly as I could. Brave or stupid, maybe both, he ran right next to the beast and swung the axe at the broken head. "GET MY GUN" I yelled, but we were getting so close to the water, it was so loud. My heart was really pumping, my phobia of water did not help the situation at all. He went into my backpack, grabbed the lee, lined up the sights and fired. Point blank lee shot to the neck and it had no effect, he fired again and again. The monster did not go down. At this point I couldn't hear what he was saying, the flies the waves, the occasional lee shot. I was knee deep in water all i could see was the monsters neck. Broner,the hero, made one last attempt and pulled out the morphine. As soon as he started, I was shoulder deep already and i tried to focus on the hero, the monster stopped dragging me. It causally walked over to Broner and without mercy, chilled the hero. My legs now fixed just in time to hear "oh S*%#" and surely death. The beast grabbed the hero's limp body. Every sound went dead silent as the hero slayer once again moaned. "Iiiisss.(pause)..eeeeey...(pause) ...ooh..". Afraid of what was going to happen , the phobia I have, the noise of the water and flies in my ear, so much blood lost, I couldn't take it and aborted. I took deep breaths ,rubbed my head and went back in I had to be fearless like the hero, Broner. I was Ready to roll,stand, and charge. I lay there looking around. No sign of my hero, or the dead body of the zombie. Flies and waves still screaming in my ear. I look to my right and then to my left, just heads sticking out from the water laying on the sand , I couldn't see any sign of bodies attached to them nor did i dare further investigate. I was at my shoulders the the hero did indeed save my life, the Rifle laid nearby a pale dead face with eyes of a hero staring directly at me. Because of that day, I vowed to become a hero as great as broner He deserves more than i can give him If he is out there and that was just another unlucky hero with a rifle i hope he reads this.. i salute you Broner (HERO)
