Ugh. killed by bandits again! Someday, I'll run into one of those fabled friendlies, I tell myself. Well, time to try again. Repawn. RIGHT ON THE DOCK in electro. There's no way I can walk off the dock without aggroing the zed, there's no cover at all, only one way off the dock! So I run for it! I run .. I duck . . I hide. .. I run some more. . . I gradually throw off the horde of angry zombies till there's just one left. What's this? An open door. I run in. A hatchet! I'm saved! Sorta. . . Take the hatchet. TAKE THE HATCHET (bleeding profusely). Remove from toolbelt! (munch munch there goes my spleen). Click click, (nothing!!) Right, stupid bug, I have to "Reload" the hatchet first (ow, there goes my other spleen) Smash! Miss! Miss! (height difference due to steps) Smash smash HIT!!! He's down!! Man, my guy is wheezing hard from all that blood loss and exertion. Vision going blurry. ..Can't quite make out what's around me anymore .. Wait, footsteps. . AAHH, another one!!! It runs right up to me, and then suddenly pauses right in front of me. Vision still blurry. . .something weird about this zombie. . colors are different. . .hasn't bit me yet. .. no matter. Whack! Whack! (zombie goes down). Vision starting to clear. . .wait . . THAT's no zombie!!! It was some poor dude fresh off the coast. He had no mike, he was a friendly and he stood still because he was typing me a message. I facepalm as the chat reads "Friendly! Don't hurt me!! NOOOOOOOOOO!" I meet my first friendly only to accidentally dismember him. Dude I hacked to death by "robotkid" (me) outside a mansion in Electro on US 328 last night, I'm sooooo sorry!! I swear I thought you were a zombie, my vision was all messed up!
