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Macary is a character featured in Dying Light.

Biography[]

Events of Dying Light[]

He is a survivor residing in an apartment in the eastern slums of Harran. While travelling nearby, Kyle Crane will hear a woman screaming, and has the option of investigating.

After entering the secure building and knocking on the door to a room inside, Macary greets Crane and informs him that his wife is in labour and he is in need of alcohol to sterilise the area. Crane returns three times with three bottles of alcohol before realising that Macary is intoxicated. Crane then picks the lock to the room and finds Macary, along with three other survivors, drunk and singing around a table.

Later, the group will no longer be there and Macary is found dead in the sewers leading to Old Town.

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Quests[]

Conversations[]

Show: A Baby is Born

Crane: "Hey, open up in there!"
Macary: "Who are you?"
Crane: "Crane, from the Tower. I heard a woman screaming."
Macary: "Uhh... yeah... it's my wiufe. She's... uhh... giving birth."
Crane: "Oh, shit. Is there anything I can do?"
Macary: "We need alcohol... To disinfect. Please, help us!"
Crane: "Alcohol? Hmm..."

Upon returning with three bottles of alcohol:

Crane: "Hey! I've got some alcohol!"
Macary: "Thank you, this is going to be a big help ... But is that all you could find? It's no really enough. I'd go out myself, but I can't leave my wife now."
Crane: "Let me see if I can find some more."

Upon returning with three more bottles of alcohol:

Crane: "Hey! It's Crane! I've found some more."
Macary: "Yerre'ere... Great, cause we're going through it like water. But... uh... is that it? It's almost enough, but not quite."
Crane: "You must have a lot of germs in there."
Macary: "With this terrible plague, everything has to be clean. Spotless. I can't risk my newborn getting infected. We must have more alcohol."
Crane: "The disease is actually transmitted from a bite, that causes...(Door is slammed)"

Upon returning with three more bottles of alcohol:

Crane: "Hey! I've got more alcohol! Everything okay in there?"
Macary: "Ya gots more?"
Crane: "Uhh... yeah, here."
Macary: "Cheers... buhye..."
Crane: "I could let it go, but I don't think I'm going to."

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