My name is Sam before the Z's ran over the country, I was a simple man. Who lived on his own. I had a job, I was carpenter. I went every day to work like a good man. Never had trouble with someone or what so ever. Liked to be outside, walking my dog. Or went to visit my parents. But then everything changed, the day I woke up and lost everything to the dead. My parents and my big friend my dog. I had to get out of my hometown, because it was not possible to survive there, no food and infected water were the worst. I ended up here a whole new land. Now I'm trying to get my head together and make the best of it. My father gave me his gun before he was taken from me. And told me" keep yourself safe and protect the one's who can't, be kind and help the people close to you". so I live from day to day a quiet life. Until someone needs my help. So I'm a lone wolf but ready to help the man next to me, if it is with a gun or a hammer and some nails. We will make it work together.