The Madness of a Diablo II Player

Hellforge has cranked out an article that "examines the processes" that go through a player's mind when they succumb to the addiction that is Diablo II.
For the first time ever, you're the first one in a game with seven other players and by the time the last person has logged in, everyone's already off to kill Baal by heading to the Worldstone Keep. The battles are easy, and you feel safe surrounded by so many other players. In a few minutes, the entire party has made its way down to the final floor and proceeds into the Worldstone Chamber, where Baal awaits.

With Baal almost dead, everyone comes in close to pick up the items he drops. Baal explodes like a pinata, showering the vicinity with runes, unique items and an assortment of rare trash. It's been awhile since you've gotten any decent loot so you'd be happy if you managed to get anything. In the blink of an eye, almost everything is gone.

(But wait a moment,) you think to yourself, (There's two items left on the ground. I'm not too late!) You try to pick it up but it simply flops on the ground. You click it again and it flops yet again. (Oh crap! My inventory is full!) you think to yourself. In the split second that this thought has passed through your mind the items left on the ground are no more and everyone has left.