I crawled through and unknown town weaving through the undead and found a barn with a ton of slugs for my DB shotgun. I had just gone hunting and had a lot of meat in my backback as well as a compass and hatchet. This might not be much to some but it's the best I've gotten. I walk up the stairs to the second floor of the barn and hear gun fire; I immediately go prone. After a minute I hear someone walk in and go directly under me, I don't dare to move. This whole time my heart is pounding.. do I kill him? Will he kill me? This is a game about survival and I lived the longest and have the best gear I've ever owned. Thoughts racing through my mind... should I ask if he's friendly? What if he says yes and puts a bullet in me anyway? Moments later I hear him walking towards the stairs, I go to the crouched position and wait. I see his head pop up; not even knowing that I was there, that I existed. Memories fly through my head of previous encounters where I lay the victim. I could not let this son of a bitch take me down. I take one shot and hit him square in the back. He lay there unconscious. I walk closer, take aim, and shoot him directly in the head. Loot his body for slugs and bandages and run off into the woods. Never have I felt remorse for killing another player in a video game until now. Last night was my first kill.