Dexter was born in Northern Indiana, where he learned to hunt, fish and live off the land. Which then became a passion for him. He always wanted to be a cop when he grew up. However his father was in the Marines and Dexter decided to follow his footsteps and enlist in the Marines as an MP. He was already studying to go into criminal law and to become a police officer but he felt that he should at least serve for his country. He was all set to enlist but held off on putting in his papers to join because he had couple of friends that had been wanting to go to Russia, and maybe do some hunting in Chernarus while we were in that area. We ended up flying into Chernarus because the tickets were cheaper. We had a plan to hunt and fish while also camping out in the woods in the area. Dexter and his friends spent about a couple weeks without contact from the outside world. This was a trip to forget about all their troubles in the world. Little did they know their troubles were just beginning. They decided to head into town to sell some of the things they had caught but also to get reconnected for a couple days. When they got to town it was a ghost town. Bodies lay everywhere and they even saw some people come back from the dead. Dexter and his friends wanted nothing to do with this so they looked in some houses and stores and took some much needed supplies. They then set off to figure out what happen, try to survive this hell hole, and try to have some fun along the way.