Jason Rufio was living a very average life as a used car salesman, constantly getting verbally abused by his boss, and barely making ends meet in time before the outbreak. He lived in a rural area and lived at home with his wife and his dog Cali. Life was easy, but Jason always wanted more. Always fond of the outdoors, he decided to move out to Chernarus with his family at the end of 2016 in order to find a better life.
Upon arriving in Chenarus, Jason found work at the local ranger station and became a park ranger. He got to be outdoors all day and enjoy all that nature had to offer. Even two of his lifelong friends, Frank Wasabi and Alexi Metzger joined him in Chenarus after he raved about it. His wife took up a job at a local market in Electro and life was great. They didn't make much money, but they didn't need much either. Jason finally found a place to put down roots and start a family. That is, until the Outbreak in July.
On a stormy night Jason was driving home in his little blue Ada 4x4 heading home when his front right tire popped. Although frustrated and cold, Jason got out to begin repairs. Suddenly, his phone rang with his wife screaming on the other end of the line - "Jason, you MUST come home, as there is a man slamming on the front door!" Jason told her he would go as fast as he could, but it was dark and hard to see. He threw the phone in the front seat and got to work as fast as he could.
After about 20 minutes he finished fixing the tire and grabbed his phone to let his wife know he was on his way, when he noticed he had another 12 missed phone calls. He immediately called his wife, but the phone kept ringing. As he tore down the backroads to try to get home as soon as possible, Jason barely kept the car from crashing. He called every 30 seconds but no avail, just constant ringing.
He arrived home and jumped out of the car, sprinting towards the front door. He found it wide open, with the door slamming against the side of the house due to the howling wind. The power was out, and there were no lights to speak of. Jason ran back to the car and grabbed a flashlight and went inside. He crept upstairs slowly as he could hear some rustling above him. As he reached the top of the stairs, he came face to face with something so vile that he went into a state of shock. There was a person, or what seemed to be a person, feasting on his dog Cali. Once the stranglehold of shock finally wore off, he called out for his wife in despair. No answer. The infected person heard him, and slowly turned to face Jason. Jason ran into the bedroom to check for his wife but there was no sign of her, and jumped over the railing to get to the spare bedroom to find no sign of her there either. The infected slowly walked through the door and Jason realized he was totally trapped. He forced open a window and dove out, injuring his ankle on the landing. His wife was gone, and he needed to find her. He jumped into his car and began his search.