Well, let me start off by saying, I never wanted to be a bandit because I promised myself to not become someone who kills for entertainment. Anyways, my story starts with myself buying the game and installing, completely successful. I spawned near Otmel and instantly died to a pack of zombies while i was figuring out the controls. Respawn. I spawned in elektro and instantly found myself a handy M10 shotgun, I heard online somewhere that there was a supermarket nearby where i was and wanted to get there as fast as i could. As i crawled my way through the dirt and grass I crawled by a couple of zombies and made my way in to the supermarket, there i found a handy ALICE pack, a compass, a watch, a map, and a camping tent. i heard someone talking through voice chat and knew they were coming in to the supermarket, i chose not to engage and tried to make my way out the back entrance. One of them was waiting, and asked "Friendly?" I replied saying "Yes" so we looted a couple places and killed a couple people and in the end when they had to leave the server, the head of the group said "I guess it ends here" and pointed his shiny gun barrel at my head, "Thanks for the great loot 'friend'" he said in to my ear. Instinctively I popped up in to standing mode and tried to take him down with me.... BOOM headshot! everyone else was off the server by then so i guess i got lucky. While searching his body i found a shiny remington with a flashlight attachment and an M9 SD along with some food and water, after awhile it dawned on me that I had actually killed someone, but I told myself it was just self defense. I believed it and chose to go back in to elektro for some more loot. I found another survivor and decided i should kill him "better you than me" I said in to the chat as i squeezed my finger blowing a hole in him. After awhile my gamestyle changed, I became a paranoid person that whenever I found better gear or more items my paranoia grew, even while in the tree line in the middle of nowhere i felt as if i was in danger. Well, i eventually let my guard down and walked in to a bear trap snapping my legs and bleeding to death. In summary, I got betrayed and never forgot it, I became paranoid and now live by the philosophy "Better you than me" I will never let down my guard, and be careful readers... I could have you in my sights right now.