Screwed up and broke into a place that had an alarm. Every z from around the surrounding to Timbuktu decided to show up for a piece of a kitkat bar. Ran upstairs, hid in the bathroom. I had a choice - pound all the pills and think of something as the zombies pounded at the door, or drink the bottle of bleach from under the sink. As a koala bear crapped a rainbow in my brain from the pills, I stripped my clothing off and made a makeshift rope and exited out the window. A few days later, I accidentally left a meal in the oven, forgot about it and burned down my hideout. With nothing left but my trusty axe "Otis" and a bottle of bleach, I triggered another alarm. Drank my bleach. And went down in a blaze of glory.

10/10 would strip for survival again.

Screwed up and broke into a place that had an alarm. Every z from around the surrounding to Timbuktu decided to show up for a piece of a kitkat bar. Ran upstairs, hid in the bathroom. I had a choice - pound all the pills and think of something as the zombies pounded at the door, or drink the bottle of bleach from under the sink. As a koala bear crapped a rainbow in my brain from the pills, I stripped my clothing off and made a makeshift rope and exited out the window. A few days later, I accidentally left a meal in the oven, forgot about it and burned down my hideout. With nothing left but my trusty axe "Otis" and a bottle of bleach, I triggered another alarm. Drank my bleach. And went down in a blaze of glory. 10/10 would strip for survival again.