The hospital map mod was a lot of fun. Somehow I got the flu while holed up in there. Some NPC with a gun ran around downstairs and got himself eaten. It was terrifying following him with my baseball bat, especially since he kept opening doors around corners. Finally he got killed by some zombies, who then walked away. When I approached his body, the zombies swarmed en masse (this was day 4 or so). All the while, my illness was getting worse. I ended up falling asleep in a room across from the kitchen I used to cook my meals. I slept for at least 20 hours, and when I woke up, I felt alive, fresh, and exhilerated. Whistling happily, I wandered over to the door, and noticed through the glass that the door beyond the door had been smashed open. Fearfully, I turned the doorknob leading out, and over a dozen zombies burst in.
SO I KILLED THEM ALL
I was quite the beast. In some cases (I know it was just my imagination), zombies even started running from me. After leaving the infested hospital, I used several places as safehouses:
- The Tutorial House
- The little townhouse complex southeast of the Tutorial House
- A shed behind the hospital (stayed here for days, raiding the hospital for food and wood until the vending machines ran dry). One night, I woke up at 5:00 AM to hear smashing on the door and zombie moans, but when I shone my flashlight through the windows, nothing was there.
Finally, running low on food, I decided to head over to where I knew there would be a lot of food - the house with the storefront. I made my way through a rain storm, dodging the horde as I went, and boarded up the back door. This place had three doors, so I had to get to work sealing all of them up. I ran out of wood part way through, and that's when I noticed - zombies were hitting the doors! Determined to buy myself time, I started axing down doors and hammering all of the exits shut in turn. At the last door of the ground floor, I desperately smashed away, hoping to catch the storefront's weakened entrance before it was too late.
As I knelt to pick up the wood, a horde of zombies rushed me - they had broken in through the third door! I was too slow! Terrified, I ran back to the barricade out back, vainly trying to pry it open to escape (not that it would have done me any good, seeing how there were zombies out there, too), but it was too well fortified to go quickly, and I had already demolished all the doors so there was no way to slow the zombies down. Terrified, I ran circles around the store desk and blindly ran from room to room. By now it had gotten so dark that I could barely see the zombies in here. When I swung, I always missed. I ended up swerving through them, but they clawed at my arms, legs, and throat. Miraculously, I got out through the zombies' breaching point, but promptly fell into a crumpled heap in the parking lot outside.
My time was 21 Days 8 Hours.
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