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DayZ Storytime is a recurring feature we run, giving the community and our staff a chance to share their favorite stories from the popular ARMA II mod, DayZ. DayZ is about surviving, about building yourself a life and a future from essentially nothing - knowing that every passing minute may be your last and that a single bullet may bring your whole world crashing down, for good.

When you play DayZ, you're creating a story - here is your chance to tell that story.

I Murder Because I'm Scared

As told by Vinsky

I never wanted to become like this.

Yesterday, I finally decided to make the dangerous journey to loot Northwestern airfield. I made it all the way around from the West, to the barracks on the eastern side of the pavement. All ghillied up, I hastily go through every room, finding an M16 with M203 attached.

I put the M16 in my backpack and drop a few bloodpacks and an extra ghillie suit.

As I finish looting, I hear shots. I can hear a revolver and an AK-74 going off at the same time. They are close. I look through the window to west from where the shots came from. I see nobody. I decide to leg it. I sprint through the front door into the trees and hide. I observe for a while, more shots. They keep coming closer...

Finally, I see two survivors running. One with a revolver, one with the AK. The one with the Kalashnikov stumbles upon a dead body and starts to loot. The guy with the revolver stops next to him and fires two shots on the back of his fellow survivors head. I see this and I swear to revenge this poor soul.

I have to kill this son of a bitch.

He sprints a short distance to bandage himself, as it seemed he was bleeding from the fight they had with the zombies. I take aim with my L85A2 and fire five shots into his side. He starts bleeding profusely. Then he disappeared. I was pretty sure he disconnected.

I decide to go check if that's what happened. It indeed was the case. Right as I find myself a bush, I hear footsteps again. In disbelief I think, "who can this be?" Did he follow me all the way from the barracks? I hear sounds of a bear trap being set right next to me. I look at the brush and see a survivor prone, looking around for me.

Why did he do this? Why did he follow me here? As he had an assault rifle in his hand and a trap set, I take him as a threat. Through the bush, I unload 6 rounds into his neck. I loot his body questioning why he decided to approach me so bravely. His life had ended, and he provided me with what I need to survive in the wilds of the north for a little bit longer. A map and a compass. I had desperately needed this after making my way around Chernarus blindly for six days.

This game is beautiful.

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