Immersion (DayZ STORY)

[kingbritain 63]

The warm sun is in stark contrast with the cold air that chills my wet clothing. The first deep breath I take is filled with sand, causing me to choke and cough up water. As my body naturally purges the foreign contaminant, I glance up and take inventory of the situation. I am lying on a beach, looking across a road at a gently sloping hill covered in trees. My stomach appears to be empty, as I am retching, but nothing is coming up. That's a problem: I'm hungry now. I stagger to my feet and begin walking toward the forest. As I cross the road, I look both ways and see a stretching road, nothing in sight on either side. I reach the trees and begin to hear flies, buzzing around something. I follow the noise, and the rancid smell of degradation reaches my noise. I look down and see a body, dressed in camouflage, dead. I jump back, expecting him to attack me, but he's definitely dead. I carefully examine him. His backpack is perforated with holes, four that I can see. His helmet has one in the direct center, blood staining the opening.

This man was shot.

I look around. Someone shot him, before I got here. I am jumpy, expecting to meet the same fate at any moment. I finally kneel and open his pack. The bullets damaged a lamp he was carrying, but I find some food and a canteen. I search a leather strap running across his chest and discover it is a holster, carrying a .45 caliber pistol. No ammunition, unfortunately. I take both holster and pistol and move on. I want to bury him, give him a proper death, but I can't expose myself that much.

I begin walking through the woods, heading west, following the road. After about fifteen minutes of walking, I come upon a town. I walk in and see a man standing in the road. "Hey!" He turns. I see something is horribly wrong. His skin is a deathly gray pallor, and blood is spattered everywhere along his face. I fall back in surprise. He begins to run toward me, and I scream. It is a scream of pure fear. As the man comes within ten feet of me, two shots ring out and he falls dead. I look at the source and see a man dressed similarly to the dead man I saw earlier.

"Hey, are you friendly?"

"Yeah, yeah. Friendly. Who are these guys?" A sudden realization dawns on me. "You just killed someone!"

"He would've killed you. I protected you."

"I... Just got here. What do we do?"

"Any ammo for that gun?"

"No."

"Good."

He levels the gun at me, briefly aims at my head, and pulls the trigger.

THE END.

[Murlough 192]

Good story. Im assuming this is based off an actual life of yours?

[kingbritain 63]

Good story. Im assuming this is based off an actual life of yours?

Yup. Got pissed at a bandit that killed me and decided to write based off the extremely short life I had.

[Murlough 192]

HAHAHAHA! Well it was extremely well done. For such an extremely short life. Do you think youll keep doing these or is this a one time thing?

[kimosabbi 48]

This man was shot.

 

I laughed far too much at that line.

 

10/10 just for that.

[Scotch Bingeington 18]

HAHAHA. Great detail and I can't decide if the ending is predictable or not. But I enjoyed this.

[kingbritain 63]

HAHAHAHA! Well it was extremely well done. For such an extremely short life. Do you think youll keep doing these or is this a one time thing?

 I can do one for each life. I mean, this wasn't hard to do, but if you guys like it, then yeah, I'll do it.

I laughed far too much at that line.

 

10/10 just for that.

  Thanks for reading, bro!

HAHAHA. Great detail and I can't decide if the ending is predictable or not. But I enjoyed this.

In DayZ, it'll end in one of three ways. One, you die of hunger/thirst. Two, you get killed by bandits. Three, you are a bandit and get killed by a hero. Any way you play, it ends in death.