Well, I don’t know if it was just dumb luck, good fortune, or the added precautions I took this time around but I’ve managed to set up a comfy base right on the edge of a town near my starting evac location. I went into the first house, closed all the curtains and blocked the smashed in door with a bookcase and looted up some nice treats and a few basic tools.
I then went out and got a stick and a rock for a hammer and tore down some curtains back in the evac center for rags and such. Then I went into the second house on the block. It has a lovely fireplace and plenty of room to stretch out, and has become my base of operations. I’ve been collecting things (In retrospect, probably too many things) and gathering up most of the basic tools. Found a fully stocked bar in the basement of the house across the street from that one
Been reading about barrels and funnels for rainwater, but I think I herniated myself trying to get the barrel back to base. Plus, it’s full of Whiskey… I’d hate to just waste that!
After a little further along, I went a little deeper into town and snuck into yet another basement. This one happened to be owned by a gun nut! Woot! Lots of ammo for my trusty .45 and a nice ergonomic grip for it as well. I’ve been doing well with keeping alive, I think I’m up into day 6 or 7 now… Maybe further (It’s on my work laptop, I’m at home now). My poor cop has had to deal with a major bout of depression, focus was at 5 at one point. Probably brought on by having had to kill an NPC after she tried to steal my stuff, and another that came after me with a knife spear. The Addictive Personality trait probably isn’t helping here either
I do think I owe a good portion of my relatively zombie-free journey so far on the other 3 NPC’s who are living in this town. They’ve been killing the buggers off I think.
I’ve found an Electric car in pretty good shape, just needs an Engine. I also found another house that has a garage attached to it, so I’ll likely be moving my base up to there at some point, though I hate to leave my fireplace behind… I’ve grown rather accustomed to starting a fire and curling up on a pile of blankets and rags in front of it to sleep. Siphoned a few cars dry as well in case I stumble on a gas burner that’s in good shape.