Day 4
I awake near the coast, the tide is lapping on my feet as the swell pushes the sea onto the shoreline. A few moments of peace descends as the sun shines on my back and the wind gently drifts through the trees…
Wait a minute, didn’t this happen 3 days ago? What kind of random groundhog day am I living in. In fact where’s my Andie MacDowell in a cute knitted jumper? Where’s my alarm clock? Why the fuck am I not reliving that day I met those cute Norwegian twins! Continue Reading →
Day 3
Author’s note: If you’d like to know where the places I mention are a map of the DayZ world can be found HEREKamyshovo… it’s fading into the distance, very much like my moral ambiguity toward axing people in the head. I’m heading north, well I’m guessing north since I have no map or compass and a vague recollection of past visits to this area. I’m trying to get to Msta, a small village I know for a fact has a well in it and a nice former hospital where I hope I can find something to replace all the blood I don’t have. Continue Reading →
