The worst feeling I've ever had...

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The worst feeling I've ever had...

I was living a modest life here in detroit, selling spare junk, getting money and wasting it on the red gnome. Not a bad life, but not a fun one either...
So I decided to visit the hatter, when he told me about a job involving some fort up north, so I grabbed my gear, bought bullets for my shotgun and revolver and left.
Things turned out to be uglier however... Half way to the fort I had to camp in a ruined bungalow, where I had to fight 6 melonheads, I had to run, eventually passing out in the middle of the woods, when I woke up, I was starving and thirsty. Water was easy to find.. Food however... I tried eating squirrels, but they weren't enough... I was starting to get weak... I was getting desperate... When suddenly, a woman approached me, she was carrying an empty shotgun and a multitool. I talked to her, it looked like she was troubled as well, talking about nightmares or something.. She seemed like a nice person, she also sticked around alot, looting old spots but staying away from my camp. The desperation got bad. Really bad. So I walked up to her, and when she saw me, she recognized me, revealing herself from her hiding spot and even trying to talk to me. This made things worst.
I ran up to her, she was still trying to talk to me, she didn't suspected a thing, so I demolished her head with my crowbar. She got a concussion and started running away from me, she was obviously scared, but I was hungry, she fell down, and when I got to her I shot her with my revolver.
After this, I felt awful, like a monster. I cut her up and started making a fire to cook my... food... I wasn't hungry anymore, but I still felt horrible, she trusted a stranger like me, until I smashed her head... I'm heading to the fort now. Wish me luck.

"I would stay away from that hex if I were you..."

I kept going north. While I was walking, I noticed that a man was following me, he was different from other looters, this guy had a shotgun and a gas mask... A GAS MASK! So I ditched my vehicle, hid, and when he let his guard down, I jumped him and shot him in his arms and crippled them, I wanted to talk to him but he kept trying to tackle me... He fell down and died with a single kick. I looted him, his shotgun was empty, bastard made me waste bullets... He belonged to a group called "The Blue Frogs". I didn't cared so I took my vehicle and kept heading north.. When I stumbled upon the HQ's of the blue frogs... Some kind of asylum.. These guys were armed to the teeth, I sneaked away from those crazies, but night fell.. I had to sleep on the shack beside their HQ... Bad Idea... A group of those maniacs found me, I had to make a run for it, when things were starting to look good night fell again, I was hungry YET AGAIN, and didn't wanted to eat human flesh again.. I wouldn't dare... When a dogmen appeared... Heh, maybe hunger makes you do dumb things but, I set a small camp and started chasing that thing, of course I killed it and had some nice meat to eat, of course, on my way back, I found YET another one, I landed a few good hits on him and it ran off. I headed to my camp, cooked the meat and decided to sleep... Bad idea... Something woke me up in the middle of the night, it was the dogmen I attacked on my way back to my camp, bastard was INFRONT of me, no distance at all! I tried to fight it but the bastard clawed my torso... I was still alive but.. I thought it would be a good idea to headbutt the damn thing... I knocked myself out.. And the dogmen killed me...

"I would stay away from that hex if I were you..."