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Just went through my first play-through today and holy flying fuck is this the most realistic survival game I've ever played.
Day 1: Woke up beside my partner, he didn't survive the night. Recover some antibiotics and his knife. Followed the right-side path, eventually stumbling upon a lake side cabin, finding some food stores inside, bed-rolls, and ammo. Continue traveling along the lake until I find a camping center. Find more food, a fishing tackle, ammo, and instructive book on dress/skinning techniques.
Day 2: Discover that the lake is full of fishing shacks and cabins; loot some of them for more food, a fishing manual/tackle, and more ammo... all this ammo but no sign of a rifle, shame.
Day 4: Food stores are getting low, decide to explore. Follow some train-tracks to some wrecked cars, find some ammo and a hatchet, but alas no food. The winds pick up forcing me back to the center to recover. I still need food so I head towards a fishing shack, break the Ice, light a fire, and try my luck. I catch a couple fish but while I was fishing the fire went out without me noticing, and a blizzard has reduced viability to almost zero. Freezing and disoriented, I am luckily able to find my way back to the center. At least the fish will hold me over for tonight.
Day 6: Made my first real mistake. Fishing provides barley enough meat to survive, if something goes wrong I will starve. Decide to fish for as long as I can. Stopping two hours before sunset was not enough time to get back. Not wanting to waste a flare. I am forced to put down a bed-roll and make camp in the fishing shack, barley surviving the cold.
Day 7: I make a decision, I can barley survive on fish or I can try and find a rifle somewhere. I can't make a bow without animal resources, and there are no carcases to scavenge, so I decide to follow the train-tracks for as long as I can. I encounter a wolf who begins stalking me. I am forced off the tracks and into a clear-cut. The wolf begins to get unsettlingly close and I resort to using my flare to ward it off. I find myself by a lumber-camp. I explore the trailers and find enough food to last the day, two flares and some more ammo, but alas no rifle.
Day 8: Leave the camp to explore the rest of the clear cut. Round a hill I spy a fire-watch cabin, but can't see any means passed the sheer cliffs it's perched upon. Making my way round the cliffs I'm attacked by a wolf, luckily I have bandages and antibiotics to patch myself up. I eventually find a way to the cabin, which is dismally barren. I find only a single granola bar, and most frustratingly, an empty gun rack.
Day 9: I have no food. I make my way through a valley round the cliffs, but there is nothing. I see crows circling overhead and decide to investigate. I find a deer carcass, and am able to extract some meat, hide and innards. it is late in the day, and I am exhausted, I am forced to use an emergency-stim to get back to the cabin. I barley make it into the bed, and am forced to consume my freshly acquired meat.
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