ExoMax 4 Posted July 24, 2012 Up ahead I see dead zombies and hear distant gunshots. I try to calm myself as I haven't seen a player in days, my heart racing and my hands shaking from a cocktail of excitement and adrenaline. The hunt is now on as I draw my binoculars and follow the trail of dead zombies like bread crumbs which lead me straight to my targets, three survivors sitting on the hillside taking a breather from their zombie encounter. They're looking in my direction but I'm almost 800 metres out, there's no way they can spot my camouflaged silhouette at this distance but It still sends a shiver down my spine.I killed these men and I truly regret it.I was caught up in the thrill of the chase and didn't stop to take in what I was seeing. These were three friends, three brothers, three companions and I destroyed their day whilst I happily continued mine. What made it even more depressing is the fact they tried to rescue their fallen brethren, even after I killed two of them the third cautiously walked back to his deceased friends. He didn't want to leave their bodies, they probably worked hard for that gear and had many adventures together acquiring it.I imagine they were using voice chat over teamspeak, skype, etc. and their reactions as they are one by one sent back to the coast. What have I done? I might have ended their friendship. What if it was just one persons idea to go there, would they be angry at him?And to top it all off, they didn't quit to avoid death. These were brave men.Please forgive me. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
thehumandove 344 Posted July 24, 2012 May they know all those feels Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
HanoverFist 64 Posted July 24, 2012 (edited) Up ahead I see dead zombies and hear distant gunshots. I try to calm myself as I haven't seen a player in days, my heart racing and my hands shaking from a cocktail of excitement and adrenaline. The hunt is now on as I draw my binoculars and follow the trail of dead zombies like bread crumbs which lead me straight to my targets, three survivors sitting on the hillside taking a breather from their zombie encounter. They're looking in my direction but I'm almost 800 metres out, there's no way they can spot my camouflaged silhouette at this distance but It still sends a shiver down my spine.I killed these men and I truly regret it.I was caught up in the thrill of the chase and didn't stop to take in what I was seeing. These were three friends, three brothers, three companions and I destroyed their day whilst I happily continued mine. What made it even more depressing is the fact they tried to rescue their fallen brethren, even after I killed two of them the third cautiously walked back to his deceased friends. He didn't want to leave their bodies, they probably worked hard for that gear and had many adventures together acquiring it.I imagine they were using voice chat over teamspeak, skype, etc. and their reactions as they are one by one sent back to the coast. What have I done? I might have ended their friendship. What if it was just one persons idea to go there, would they be angry at him?And to top it all off, they didn't quit to avoid death. These were brave men.Please forgive me.You can learn a lot about yourself in this game. Any game that can evoke emotions like this is amazing, enjoy it while it lasts. Edited July 24, 2012 by HanoverFist Share this post Link to post Share on other sites