I finally played some 7 Days to Die the other night. But only because Dead by Daylight wouldn't start a game. I really need to get back in to playing more PC games.
I've watched a ton of videos in this game so I know pretty much what to expect. But that all went out of the window as soon as I heard my first zombie. That's fucking scary. There's a sense of panic of 'where are they' and 'what the hell do I kill them with' and a whole lot of flight or fight endorphins. Once you survive that first fight you feel like you can do anything . . . until night comes.
I was able to find a decent home to hide up in until daylight. It wasn't great, but at least it was something. Unfortunately after making everything I could until I ran out of resources I still had several hours until dawn to wait. It was scary sitting there was nothing to do to take my mind off of the zombies that I could hear outside even through I wasn't sensed.
I most of gotten a little cocky because on day #2 I ventured out a little further away from the house . . . and got myself killed. I was foolish and thought I could handle anything. I was wrong. I was able to retrieve my backpack after I spawned so all was not lost.
The next day and night were all about gathering resources and working on building things or repairing the house I was in. I thought things were going very well. Right up until day #4. Then I died again. I had so many things on my 'to do' list that I completely forgot about checking my health and hydration. I died from my own stupidity.
Obviously I don't think I would do well by myself in a zombie apocalypse. I need someone else to divvy up the responsibility so I don't have to do everything. Also, it would be great to have someone watch my back while I'm out and about collecting stuff. A battle buddy would always be welcome.
I'm not giving up on the game, but I have a feeling that it will be slow going for me. And with a lot of deaths. And I mean A LOT. But I'm not worried. This game makes it fun to die. And I feel like I always learn something when I come back to life. I wonder how many deaths until I'm a genius.
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