Well Hello There Fellow Gamers And Hivers.

In the last episode of Days Gone I barely escaped Marion Forks alive with Lisa and then it turned into the biggest emotional roller coaster ride for Deacon. He saw something in Lisa and felt a need to protect her, it's very clear that he is worried about her and especially so after he left her at Hot Springs Survivor Camp with Tuker.

Well at-least Deacon was up for the job to actually go out and look for Lisa. Even if I have to say so myself it was a really fun quest, I can not wait to see her again.

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I didn't have much to do this time around other than going out hunting with Copeland, the man told me that he will teach me a few skills. Pfff I think I've gotten enough experience for that to be able to hunt on my own.

But let's see what the man has to offer.

Can you spot what's about to happen here.

Not again!

Whelp I suppose I'm in for a storm of shit now, where there is one freaker there are bound to be a few more.

I was caught slacking again.

Before I knew it my world turned upside down and the motorcycle was out from underneath me, I don't remember seeing much of what happened I just felt the sudden hard hit of the ground and then the world spinned as I heard the motorcycle crashing against something made of metal.

This time I don't know if I'm lucky enough for it to be a freaker, the last time I was ambushed by living people. Why and how can people murder each other out in times like these? Were the last one's you count! We need to stand together!

I can't really recall getting back on my feet, I remember hearing the grumbling and roaring of freakers running towards me and by the time I dared to glance backwards there was about five of them chasing me.

They were far too close for me to try and shoot them out, so I decided to instead burn them out. As best I can. Perhaps the one can ignite the other.

It didn't exactly go as planned but I got out alive and that is the most important.

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Drifters Killing Freakers? What Changed?

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It was a long way back to Copeland's camp and there surely was plenty too see after almost dying at the hands of the dead.

Would surely be a bad way to go, although not uncommon sight. What is uncommon though would be drifters killing freakers, now that is something I've not seen since... ever.

I decided to stick behind the trees and not engage them but still being visible to them, I wanted to see if they would try and steal what I have and leave me next to the roadside to turn.

What was I thinking, thinking that they would somehow be friendly now?

That they would be men changed of their ways?

I was of-course so very wrong, as soon as the last freaker dropped their barrels pointed straight to me and they spared me no chance, I had to deal with them accordingly.

Since this was one long journey I embarked on I had to make a pit stop and fill up the tank, I still had some mileage left on it but I thought I might something of value hidden inside the garage.

I was here quite sometime ago and I just grabbed what I really needed for the bike so I might still find something.

Once again I found myself between a rock and a hard place, although this time I was a lot more wary of anything that might happen.

I did not expect an attack but I was ready for one and to add to that they made their move much too fast. I would have waited till the victim was done looting the garage and wait for him when he comes out.

The element of surprise, yet these drifters can't successfully pull even that off.

I once again made short work of them.

While on my way to Copeland's Camp I decided to head home to Boozer and sleep there for the night, need to find out how the man is doing. I've not seen him in a while and he did radio me a while back asking me to come by, he made something for me.

But when I got there the man didn't have much to say.

I left early that morning after a long night's rain that made the ground as muddy as it will ever be, I especially enjoyed that a lot! Time to let the rear tyre skid a little!

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Let The Great Hunt Begin.

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I met up with Copeland in the forests near his camp, what better place to meet up than in the thick of it all!

I am really keen on seeing what this man can teach me, he used to go out hunting with his old pops all the time, but that was before. One thing he nails is that hunting deer is nothing like killing a man or even a freaker.

I have to agree with him.

The man sounds like a a fanatic, but I have to give it to him, I like the way he puts things out there bluntly.

If you are what you are then show me, don't waste time beating around the bush. No pun intended.

I finally caught up on the deer's trail after taking a few tips from Copeland.

We found it shortly after drinking at a little pond, totally unaware of what is about to happen.

I'm glad Copeland brought his rifle with since I never even thought to bring mine.

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This was all on me now, we either starve tonight or feast but whatever it may be it will all be on me.

Breathe in deeply, let out slowly, pause and shoot.

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