i started out as a good guy i even once defied bandits at balota to safe some guy who needed antibiotics i didn't even know just because i was that nice a person, then after a couple of deaths by betrayal you get paranoid, never fully trusting someone till finally im standing in a hospital i just got what i wanted some blood and some morphine when a guy shows up screaming friendly and that he is in need of help, so we stand there pointing guns at each other he is bleeding and saying he just needs one bandage from me. Of course i wanna help this poor guy, i mean why should i not help him, but then it hits me, why should i help, why should i risk my own safety by helping some stranger i don't even know. So i make the decision that its better if he dies and i lives, bam one shot in the head and i move on. Then i make it to Elektro and another survivor comes up to me waving a gun like a madman, i scream friendly because at this point i still am, this man is in perfect condition and he seems to have his own gear, so without ever actually talking to each other we decide to travel together, im killing the zombies that come too close with my hatchet and he spots on ahead. At one point we are simply sitting next to each other just looking when it hits me that tihs guy probably want to kill me, i mean ive thought about killing him once or twice during our travels together, so surely he has as well, so i once again decide it better if i make the first move and i axe him to death. after that ive never really worked together with strangers i dont KoS but i trust no one and any who gives me a creepy vibe i kill