Noah Earle, 28 years an englishman, travelling from Brighton to Chernarus with the intentions to enjoy a vacation with some friends on the Black Sea, now found himself meandering through the remains of a town. What a wasteland this recently beautiful landscape had become.
The infection, it was a rumor at first as to why the CDF troops were holding back any flights or prohibitting any new ones to land. He had been caught just as he was to leave the airport and told to remain in the building, with no explanation offered. He had arrived to the small airport ahead of schedule and was waiting on his friends flight which had been delayed an hour, only to soon be cancelled. Upon receiving this news Noah would try to board the next flight home out of concern that the area had become hostile but would be immediately denied. It was only into the second day of Noah's original holding that "the infection" had started to bring about rumors of infected people being stupified and inheriting the intent to harm others. The day after the CDF withdrew from the small airport leaving behind countless people with nowhere to go. Noah found it best to remain alone as he never was able to meet with his friends as there flight was cancelled, and he knew not how to speak with any of the locals. Noah, starving and deprived of any sleep had spent days walking away from any sign of inhabitants out of fear of what had overcome the country. His true journey will only begin in the weeks to come as he is to overcome extreme paranoia and survive what has become a grotesque wasteland filled with in-fighting and the infected. Not sure of what keeps him alive only the will to do so he will look for others to help him survive, with his intentions of escaping Chernarus or surviving.