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this story isn't really from one of the mainstream mmo's like the clan based games but I think that I should talk about it anyway. I used to be as paranoid as most people are who play DAYZ, the arma 2 mod, not the re-released version, as I remember item drops were a lot more scarce and this meant that more people resorted to raiding and taking other people's equipment to stay alive for as long as possible and the very second that you get your first gun is when you make the progression from being a sitting duck to the game being you against the world my story starts in one of the small towns further inland, because the coastal towns are where all the new players spawn, I always chose to go further up into the hills where there's less chance of raiders. I found a barn on the outskirts of this town and scouted it out just to be sure that there wasn't any zombies, or worse, raiders inside and after finding neither, I went in and ransacked the place for anything I could find, but there was absolutely nothing which is when I started to panic, if there was no loot it usually meant that it had been raided recently, which meant that the raiders could still be close by. I wanted to get out of that barn and run as fast as I could because if it was a raider I wouldn't last two minutes and in a fit of panic I leaped from the top of the inside section of the barn and broke both my legs. It was the most stupid and humiliating thing I could have done and I had to crawl to get out. Then, even worse. I hear the sound of footsteps nearby and I had no way of telling where they were coming from but I knew it meant death, even a non-raider with a melee weapon could kill me easily since i couldn't stand up, so I waited behind one of the haystacks to either not be found, or for him to put me out of my misery. When I saw the guy it almost scared me to death, although he was only armed with one of the lower class melee weapons it was still intimidating as I was so wounded. He then did something quite unexpected, he used his mic, it wasn't very good quality and I don't think he was fluent English but I could understand enough and he asked why I was laying down, trying not to be seen, so I explained that I had broken both my legs trying to make an escape plan the could have gone better an he laughed about it, I was still expecting him to bludgeon me with his fire extinguisher, so I gave up and just asked him to finish me off, saying "I'm not going anywhere with my broken legs" but it was then that he told me that he didn't want to kill me and that he would go to find splints to heal my legs, I told him where he could find them but it was too dangerous, the only town near enough by that had a medical center where he could find splints was in one of the major cities, Elektro, which was notorious for being full of raiders and bandits, but he went off anyway and I was left alone in the barn. I half expected that he wouldn't return at all, that he'd get killed by a bandit or just forget about me completely and as time went on I was getting bored of waiting to find out and my character was getting hungry, if I didn't find food I would starve but I was in no condition to go out and find some, being incapacitated, so my only choice was to wait. It seemed like an eternity, and it was just as i considered logging off that my friend had returned and had found the splints that I needed to walk again, of course I couldn't run, but it was enough, it was a miracle. After finding food and supplies I went everywhere with this guy, doing raids on various towns and each getting a good amount of loot, if one was running low on food or water, we shared it, it was the first time that I did co-op on DAYZ and it was great. In one of the buildings we searched I found a crossbow with some ammo still left in, it wasn't the best weapon since crossbow bolts were harder to find than bullets but it was a firearm, so, to show my trust and partly to repay my friend, I gave it to him. The last time that we were together was when we decided to go into the outskirts of one of the large cities and we decided to head for a shopping center across the road from some houses, while I hid behind some fencing, my friend scouted the place and found some supplies inside and it was just outside the front of the shop the he was shot, I heard the noise of the gun and my friend said some things though the mic but I wasn't close enough to hear what he was saying and a few seconds later, sure enough, a raider wearing a black motorcycle helmet and some kind of military uniform came out and gunned down some zombies that were attracted by the noise, I remained out of sight and backed away a bit to make sure that I wasn't seen. Some time later I think that he must have decided that my friend's loot wasn't good as he left a lot of it, but when I had the chance, I went up to my dead friend's body and took the crossbow. I then tracked down his killer by following behind just out of sight but that's not something that you can do forever and he did eventually spot me in one of the smaller towns, I wish that it could have been more dramatic, like some kind of melee duel to end my vendetta against the raider but it really just surmounted to me being lucky enough to spring out from behind cover and shoot first. I never met my friend again, who had risked his in-game life to get me splints, even though we had exchanged steam names all I found was an incomplete account that I couldn't add but for a long while I searched around the coastal towns to see if he had re-spawned but I ended up logging out and losing my data on the server