A couple of months ago, a group of me and some buddies were setting up shop in Muldraugh for a long haul stay, at the farmhouse close to town with all the corn and dead zombles and stuff. We were all pretty inexperienced, and that means bad stuff tends to happen. Our resident doctor was downstairs joyfully cooking bacon in the oven, because at that point the power was still flowing. I was upstairs, oogling my stash of useless jewellery and lipstick. I'd opened a window, because there was no longer a zombie threat, and I realised there was some roof outside. In my past experiences, in the real world, a roof is generally solid, so I stepped out to try and get a good view of the world from on top. Having fallen through the roof into the bathroom full of medical supplies, I gashed my leg, probably on the toilet or something, I heard they're vicious. My doctor friend came rushing to my cries of pain, and spent a little while stitching me up and listening to my explanation of the dangerous attack on my person. I left the room first whilst he put stuff away in the cupboards, and the house was on fire. He rescued me instead of looking after his bacon. He ran about trying to save weapons and such, I grabbed all the medical supplies I could carry, and then he decided it would be a good idea to run and shut the oven off. He caught fire, and died in agony just outside of the house. I watched it burn, until it rained and the fire went out. Everything was gone, except for a bunch of painkillers and alcohol. Taking a look around to try and salvage what I could before the others of our group came back to the server, it turned out that a fair amount of the upper storey had burnt away, leaving no walls to protect us. I went to see if the window that had caused the catastrophe had received justice, and fell through the gaping hole where it used to be, breaking my leg whilst doing so. Our friends arrived, one of them hunted down the reincarnation of the resident doctor, and then they all progressively fell out of windows or gaps in the floor, until most of us were horrifically injured. Then they decided to move shop to West Point. tl;dr Our house burnt down due to windows, I had to hike to West Point alone with insane zombies and a broken leg, armed only with an axe and a buttload of drugs.
