I spend most of my childhood hiking in the hills and forests of Czech republic with my elder brother and father who taught me and my brother how to hunt, how to use a rifle or a bow to provide food, how to survive in the wild in time of need."The strong and smart survive and the weak die, that´s the way of the life boys." said my father while we were sitting around a campfire. I always thought it was waste of childhood and usually hid away from dad when we were about to head to the wilderness. I realized that all those days spend with father and elder brother didn´t go to waste when those things happened...
It was sunny day and i was on buisness trip to China from Czech republic. The plane flew into the storm. And then we have crashed. I don´t know where, only me and some guy were alive. Then we heared shots near by. We were scared, so we ran inside some building. The other guy said: "I will find some food and you´ll find a water. We will meet here in the evening. I habe found shop with lot of mineral water and beer. I though that He will come but he didn´t. He was´t there. So i went to sleep and then my story begins. I am lost now And i am alone. I should find some stuff to survive. And then i am gonna find our where i am and how do i get somewhere save.
I have found a map. I can see only one thing. Zelenogorsk. I should go there. Maybe i can find someone or something that can help me to survive.