Well i Guess since everybody else is doing it I suppose i'd share my first attempt at dayz. I like to call this story "Enough is Enough" As I walked out from the shore-line into the forest I wonder if I will meet any allies in this journey in the forest... It was morning, the clouds consumed the morning sky destroying any of the sun's rays I thank the clouds for relieving me of the hot day that was ahead. I tightened my cap and checked my gear and put one foot into the forest receiving a chill down my spine, no-wonder I saw nobody in the forest the trip up the hill left my throat dry as stone. With nothing but a flashlight, a box of painkillers, a fabric bandage all in my little pouch of a backpack I set off to find even of inch of human existence. The forest is free of my undead adversaries which makes good time get some distance between me and the coast. I then stumbled upon a clear field that swept the rest of the land. At first I was terrified that I might get killed if I journey out into the endless field, I decided not to go into the forest until I felt as though I was prepared. I gave the safe heaven of a forest goodbye and found a nearby warehouse to explore. Little did I know... the undead beat me here. I get on my stomach and study these walking chunks of rotting flesh at first thinking they were mere players and waddled off but later being attacked! I managed to get to a safe place from the warehouse. A deer stand by the looks of it and quickly climbed the ladder. I found a weapon up here an AK-47, with only 1 full magazine. I primed the weapon with great intention to kill these walkers and did so as said. I looted the rotting corpses and found that one had a military uniform and more ammunition. I decided it was a barn I needed to head to, I heard from past players that barns hold the key to survival so I went back into the forest and very carefully checked every area, eventually finding: a water bottle, a pond and a BARN! I ran into the barn and secured a "double-barrel" shotgun along with 4 slugs I knew it wouldn't last me so I kept looking and found a suitable hatchet. I checked every nook and cranny and found some food more ammo and a coke. I opened the can of coke and drank with please and said: "What could be any better?" The night was fast approaching I had to get every prepared, this is where I make my stand until morning. I suddenly began coughing though and later fell to the ground as I began to emerge from the ground I saw a player with my backpack looking at it with such intent. I pulled out my hatchet and threw it at his chest. I fell to the ground but without haste he shot 2 rounds from his makarov into me. Bleeding heavily I approached the players dead body and found he had a Czech backpack I hauled it over my shoulder and looted the man's corpse, I knew I had to get out of here or else The undead wouldn't just only be coming after my blood. He picked up his makarov and made a run for it not knowing where my shotgun would be. I hauled over to the nearest house. But I was still very cautious about my coughing... it wasn't just a normal sickness... I was infected. I was true... I had to... get to a hospital before... "no." I said, "there's no time for that, if I make an attempt to get some anti-biotics i'd be dead before I even turn into one of those things. I decided it would be best if I... went out with a bang... So I hope you enjoyed that little story, I've never actually done a horror story. So tell me what you think!