More Than a Rock

This is a random Rust story I'm creating. I want to make it a decent story about some players on Rust.

Prologue
All I had was my P250 with all my attatchments, but no armor. I hid behind a rock in horror as I saw 3 men looking through my friend's bag. One of them, the one who made the shot, killed my father, though some say he is my father. On a normal day, I could have cornered them, but I fell 6 foot and sprained my leg, which saved my life. I was starving, so I told my friend, XxBloodyScabxX to go ahead and get some resources while I start a fire, as I was hurt. I was watching my friend, when I heard a bang, and my friend fell to the ground. To be continued...

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