My name is Magnus Göranson
Im 35 years old now of the date of 2019-04-13
I have been survived in a place calld Chernarus for 2 years now how i have survived this long is still a question i cant answer with the infected around and the insane people that came with it.
I was born in 1984 in the city of Luleå i quickly i found a love and a passion for the outdoors when i was at the age of 16 i became a hunter and started to learn about the woods and how to skinn animals and how to take care and use hunting rifle and handguns. Out of my own passion for the outdoors i started to learn how to survive in the woods how to make a small camp what to eat and not to eat and som easy knowledge on herbs.
So i we can say i learnt how to survive in the woods or outdoors.
I think cuse my passion and love for the outdoors is what keept me alive here in chernarus.
I know my way around some guns but im most comfortable with hunting rifels and 45 acp handgun.
I have been hunting for 17 years now befor the infected spread i dont know if u can call it hunting any more its more survival then hunting.
How i got here to chernarus is a tale or a rly short story cant remember mutch of if and the things i remember i want to forget.
It started in the year 2017 in july i dont remember the day the infection spread what we calld it i was in istanbul on an vecation it was hell in istanbull its kinda blury on what happend but im glad i meet Adalet Ahmed that for no reason helpt me get away from istanbull on his bout i have no clue what happend in istanbull after that im just glad i got out alive i dont know how it is there now but i have heard romures that the city is completly overun by the infected i pray for the ones that is still surviving there if there is any one left.
i dont know what happend to Adalet Ahmed after the storm i dont even know how i survievd it was a terrefing storm. Maybe 2 weeks in after the out brake on the open sea surviving on fish and what ever canned food we hade left Adalet said that we still was on the black sea but i think we where lost. that night there was a storm i dont know what adalet was screaming i dident understand and then i got hit by something in the back of my head and passt out i dont know how long i got knockt out i dont remember what happend but he diddent deserve to die that way. i woke up on a beatch haveing no clue where i was what day time it was all i saw was a sign on the road and i saw it was in the langueg of russian after meating some people that could speak some english they told me where im.