Rhundas

Registered here just to share my stories of that place. I had died and was making my way to my group's camp way up north. Unfortunately I didn't have a map and was forced to rely on my shoddy sense of direction and the roads. I'd been heading north up through Kamenka and Zelenogorsk when I lost my way after running from zombies. Green Mountain was the only place I recognised. Ignorant, I made my way up the south side of the mountain, flashlight in hand, swinging wildly about as I ran. Suddenly, I saw something caught in the light beam. I stopped, and looked at it. A single player, using the sit command to sit beside nothing at all. He was just sitting on the slope by himself, staring up the mountain. He noticed my flashlight and turned towards me. I instantly switched it off, dropped to prone and rolled a few times to the left to try and hide, or at least move away from where he saw me. My heart was hammering in my chest. I was looking right at this guy before and didn't see a nametag (regular server), and I had no idea what to do. I didn't hear movement for a little while, so I cracked out a flare and tossed it up the slope. The guy had vanished from where he was. I crawled my way up the slope and kept to the very edge of my flare's radius, tossing a new one every 30 or so meters. On my fifth flare, I saw him again. Sitting right next to where my flare landed. Looking right at me. He turned to my flare and extinguished it. Then I died. I don't know what the fuck happened, but to the lone player on FR122. You scared the living shit out of me, son. Fucking kudos, gratz, beans and everything ever to you, sir, you terrifying bastard.