So I just had perhaps my best game ever. Lasted probably about 4 days. Why probably? Because the game crashed and I never saw the final count, but I'll get to that.
I start out somewhere near the edge of town. There's small houses with big open space between them, barbwire fencing and such around that tells me that. My starting house is tiny. I grab a few food items and make some bandages quick, then immediately aggro the horde. I slip out a back window and begin running kinda northwest-ish, dodging through houses when I can.
The horde isn't letting up though. I hit a large open stretch of pavement going north and figure I'll eventually reach some dense housing to lose them. I run...and I run...and I run...and I run...and I run. This road, bordered on both sides by grasses and forest, goes on forever. It eventually gets dark so I have to stay by the shoulder to even see where I'm going. I keep walking. Keep walking. Keep walking. I get a fright noise and, not having any other options since I can't even see where I'm going...I keep running north along the road.
Eventually in the blackness I see the road ends and can't walk more than a few feet forward without getting stuck. Just about then midnight rolls around and the moon is up and I can see the road turns right toward the east.
I follow the road for a bit until I see a patch of brown dirt like a path going south. Knowing that will eventually take me back to civilization, whereas east is a mystery, I take it. By now I'm really thirsty and completely zoned out due to lack of sleep. I've also caught a case of the sads (after long periods of boredom while walking and running.) By now the sun is coming up, gloriously revealing everything to me, making navigation much less nerve wracking.
I follow the path which leads into the forest, weaving this way and that. I take a second, green trail that continues south.
Low and behold I spy a lone farm house and a barn, my savior. I jimmy open the window and slip inside, grabbing a few quick items like food and a baseball bat, a flashlight and water. I spend a long time drinking to recoup my thirst. Then I hit the hay.
I wake up and it's midnight. I eat and check around, no sign of zombies still this far out. I decide this would make a good base of operations. I slip outside into the night and check around the barn for a hammer (as I've now found plenty of nails) but alas I find none. No hammer, no barricading. I go back inside and finish exploring the house, coming up with not a whole lot. Plenty of ammunition but still no gun. I'm grateful for the baseball bat though, which is better than the spade I was carrying.
Morning dawns and I head south, intent on finding more supplies. I pass through a tree line and then a large, open field clear of zombies. Not wanting to make it too hard to find the farmhouse again, I keep south. I turn the corner of the woods and run into a few zeds. Seeing them alone I decide to try out the bat. Turns out combat isn't so hard when you can see what's coming. (The ability to strafe and back pedal while swinging is also a huge help.)
The Zeds die and I'm feeling pretty confident, even though I've now got a major case of the sads. I continue south and enter kind of a redneck quadrangle, 4 houses arranged in a cross pattern with the center open, fenced in by barb wire cattle fence. As I reach the first house and zeds, quite a few, start coming out of the trees to the south. I decide to test my luck and see how many I can take down. After about 5 or so minutes of fighting, I've killed nearly 20. I go inside the nearest house and rest up, and get fed, as night is falling. I rummage around but find nothing new or interesting, not even a book. At some point during the night I glitch out and fall through the floor, doing "serious damage" to myself, but it's non-specific health damage. It heals fairly quickly after I rest.
Morning dawns and a few more zeds are outside. I quickly beat them down and set about looting the other houses. Still nothing new. No guns, no hammer. A few more zeds pop their heads out while I'm searching around and I clean house. I go back to the northern house to rest up.
I wake before midnight. All's quiet. Having nothing left to loot in this little patch, I decide it's time to head back to the farm house to unload and take stock. I step outside and it's pitch black. I turn on my flashlight but it seems to do diddly squat other than light up my character. I check and the batteries are low. I wonder if that has something to do with it. I stumble forward in the dark and see, vaguely, shapes moving. Realizing I have zero chance of getting through the trees in the dark, let alone with zeds around, I back up towards the house. Behind me I see more shapes moving. I wait for the first one and clobber it but see more advancing behind it. Realizing I can't kite in the dark, I run back into the house and slam the door behind me.
It's ultimately a futile gesture, as the windows are already smashed out. I back up the stairs and begin clobbering zombies as fast as I can swing my bat. More windows smash, untold numbers of zombies now entering the house, piling up so much they can't advance. I step forward and swing into the crowd, then step back, knocking a few down. I must have killed 10 by now. Somehow, probably a glitch, a zombie finally gets behind me and I get nibbled on, a scratch to the neck. Panicked I back up the stairs to the second level hallway, swinging as I retreat, I kill the few zombies that are following me and wait a moment. When no more advance I bandage up my neck and start creeping forward, swinging my bat blindly around the corner.
As I pass around the corner, the game freezes, never to respond. I imagine the sheer amount of gore and bodies I left behind on the first floor was too much for it.
In all the games of PZ I've ever played, this was by the far most exciting. I'm pretty sure the only reason I lasted as long as I did was ending up near the rural countryside, where I had a chance to get away from the near constant spawns. And there was a lot of running in the dark past god knows what (if anything), before finally getting back to the action. But they weren't lying, the world is now officially huge and seamless, and it's very easy to get yourself lost in.
So yeah. I think the game is pretty playable now, especially since you can finally return to games where you're on a not-dying streak. Unforunately there's still plenty of glitchiness to interfere with a successful game.
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