After running through the woods for ten minutes, I find a town. I find a dead player in the road. I find another player pointing a gun at me.
"This is a hold-up," he says. "Here’s what’s gonna happen. You’re gonna put your hands up. You’re not gonna move. I’m gonna put handcuffs on you. You’re gonna — oh, wait, uh. My handcuffs are ruined. Uhhh… okay, forget it. You can just go."
I don’t go because it took me ten minutes to get here.
"Actually," he says. "Here’s what’s gonna happen. You’re gonna start running, and I’m gonna count to three, and then I’m gonna shoot you."
I don’t start running. He doesn’t start counting.
Finally, I run, because I need to start looking for food.
"Yeah, that’s right. Run," he says.
I run into a house. He doesn’t follow. I don’t see him anywhere when I come out.