Prior to the outbreak I was a combat medic with two tours to afghanistan. During the tour I saw lives come and go. While the tour lasted I saved lives on both sides weather it was frowned upon or not i didn't care. During the tour I gain a unstable mental dilemma where i would see both sides as allies so i was honorably discharged due to giving the enemy medical supplies multiple times. Upon returning home I had no place to go to as I had no family or friends. So i decided to go to Chernarus to start a new life. There was a plane going their and upon waiting for takeoff I watched a news report on a new virus spreading. Never though much on it since it was probably just the flu again. Upon arriving at Chernarus and looking like a fish out of water a lovely lady help me out with getting an apartment and a janitor job at her school. She was a lovely girl named Lia. Life was good for a few days until that dreadful night begun. I joined up with three other guys within the first week that hell started. One of them was a police man so we had some protection. The other too were just teachers. They didn't last a month. The first that died was lia. She was a pretty young girl that I probably would've married if the world didn't end. She was killed by another group of survivors that wanted to stay with us. Why would we have known they were going to attack us? It didn't take long after to get confused and lose each other. NowI just trying to stay alive as everyone else. Do what you can to stay alive, even if that means becoming a demon yourself.On top of that I have a slight speech slur. I usually get get misunderstood a lot but there's worse things than that ya? I could be dead, walking around looking for something to eat. But I shouldn't dwell on that. It's the past and i got out alive. Now all I have to do is continue down the road and live this new life. Hell, maybe i'll find another group of people that are willing to take me in since im somewhat a doctor.