Intro tl;dr Took a while for me to get past the learning curve I've played Arma II over the past year on and off, and when I heard about this mod, I waited a bit until the whole experience was less buggy and more developed. So yesterday, I installed the mod without a hitch thanks to the abundance of handy guides out there! And what I found out when my toon spawned in the post-apocalyptic world, was that patience and stealth was of utmost importance. Even a seasoned Arma player like me had trouble adapting to this. My first afternoon was filled with deaths. I think I had started over 7 times and each toon lasted anywhere from 10 minutes to half an hour. I was becoming kind of frustrated and so I decided to take a break and do something else. The next day, I started fresh. This time I had planned a looting route from a helpful online map of DayZ. I painstakingly crawled and crouch-walked through Elektro. Finally I was rewarded with a revolver and a lee enfield with ample ammo for them both as well as a good supply of food. I was making progress! This was a turning point for me and I thought that this game was going to be awesome. The actual "moment" tl;dr Holy shit! DayZ is amazing! With my new gear, I ventured inside of a multi-level building that reminded me of a small school. There I found my first survivor. Well, that guy WAS a survivor, considering I found him dead. I checked him body and grabbed a can of pasta that was on him. That's when I the shuffling. I look down the hallway and see another guy crawling away from the dead guy I just looted. He was armed with an mp5. I made the connection that he was the murderer of the guy I looted and I proceeded to shoot him in the back of the head. I felt kind of bad, but I felt it was a preemptive strike considering the dead body next to me. The mp5 had around 5 bullets and was not worth taking so I hid it in the corner of the building behind some boxes. My heart was racing. I continued up the stairs and ended up on the roof where I ran into two guys, we quickly stated that we were all friendly and we began to chat. The two guys were looking for some parts to repair a car and I told them I had a tire I didn't on me. They told me that they would give me a spare binocular for it and I said sure. I was just about to drop the tire when I heard the crack of a rifle. The guy died instantly and his friend ran to try and get back in the building. BANG! He died too. I was so shocked at what was happening that I just stood there. It was only when I heard a third bang was when I hit the floor and crawled back inside. It's crazy to think that the two shots that connected with the guys I was just talking to. It could have been me. As I cowered indoors, I realized that this was just a game. Damn...