Shared by Bombsquad on August 6, 2014

The second-most aggravating night of DayZ I’ve had in a while. Between the zombies being aggroed from across oceans, running out of bandages, and being in the wrong place at the wrong time, I was on the verge of a mental breakdown. After both deaths I actually had to cut out some raging because it was so loud and ridiculous. And, sadly, this was not the last time DayZ made me its bitch.

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