Always looking for new rushes and experiences, I could never have enough. Ever since I was a boy I've been addicted to fear, I'm not sure what caused this addiction but it's never ending. From running of the Bulls in Spain to hunting wild lions in Africa, climbing Everest and anything else you could imagine I've always been searching for ways to have my heart set to over drive. Never in my wildest dreams did I expert to have my addiction to be cured in such a seamless place as Chernarus. I was in Chernarus to discover the vast country side and isolated towns, I wanted to explore all of Chernarus with minimal supplies and avoid all roads to truly test my abilities to survive the subversive terrain of Chernarus alone. I arrived in Chernogrosk October 6th where I had chosen to stay in the local hotel for four days preparing for my journey. On the last night of my stay in the hotel I had heard on the news of local of fights breaking out in Myshkin, I didn't pay too much mind to it and got ready to head out. A few days later I was set to leave, I headed out North of Chernogrosk, off road as often as I could be. soon I was at as I could have possibly gotten, I set up camp and got ready to stay the night. I spent the next few weeks travelling around hunting the wildlife. Hours leaked into days, days spilled into weeks and soon starvation kicked in and I decided to move to a town. As I traveled Stary Sobor. as I closed into the town everything seemed unstintingly quiet, traveling further into the town I saw a single man stumbling unnaturally through the main road. Blood all over his shirt and mouth. In a flash the creature with the body of a man attacked me biting and clawing at my neck, I quickly forced him down and beat punch in a flash of red I found myself landing blow after blow crushing his head. I stood up from what once seemed human. looking up I saw eight more stumbling hungrily towards me. This is the fear I've been looking for. This is going to be fun.