Born in Boston, Ben was a smart kid who grew up to be one of MIT's lead professors in disease research and outbreak study. Durring the early months before the outbreak, he was in Russia nearby the Chernarus border, researching a local case of a few Russians suddenly catching a new strain of influenza. Everything seemed normal, studying day in and day out up until that dreaded day. His lab was right in the path of the infection, his lab assistants turning before his eyes. His lab was a few miles from the border during the outbreak as it happened, the Professor hoping to research the sudden and extraordinary disease while he was there. He'd manage to escape his overrun laboratory, fleeing south as he survived, hoping to find out more as he pushed into the heart of the outbreak.
He carries around a research log, his personal documents on the disease, a diary of every infected he'd studied, the various effects that it would have on the human body. He was always taking notes, marking on the map where the infection was worse, and how it seemed to spread. Notes on if the infection made the zeds move in packs, or if it was a sort of hive mind. All sorts of theories on what could be done. All he needed was proper equipment, and he was set to begin researching.