My name is Maxwell Abraham, before the outbreak i was working as a infectious disease specialist at WHO lab in East London. We received reports of an infection disease in Chernarus. At first I barely believed the reports as it sounded like something out of a horror story. We were told that the symptoms were vomiting, confusion and rashes followed by extreme aggressiveness, excess movement, muscle spams and seizures. Word came that they were looking to recruit scientists to accompany a UN peacekeeping force, that were to be sent to the region. I was excited at first when I received the news, this was like a dream come true. It was the possibility to discover and research something completely new. Alas it was not to be, I was not chosen to be part of the team, instead one of my close colleagues were chosen instead. This enraged me as he didn’t deserve this opportunity, he didn’t realize what an opportunity he was receiving. So a few days before his was to deploy, we were at the pub saying goodbye to this colleague. I slipped a few pills into his drinks, not meant to kill him mind you just make him too sick to attend the mission, and it worked perfectly. The next morning he is so sick that he wouldn’t be back up on his feet for the next two weeks at least, giving me a chance to attend instead of him So they send me and the rest of the team over to the small country called Chernarus.I specialized in breaking down the particles in any contagions virus, So my expertise was needed to investigate the reports. As i arrived at Miroslavl with 300 other scientists and doctors, alongside the 200 peacekeepers to investigate the reports. My reports concluded after a blood examination that the pathogen starts to eat away at the white blood cells destroying the immune system of patient. Making them feel sick and weak they start to vomit. On one day we were sent to area near Berezino to investigate the strain of the virus in the area, it was reported to be of older origin then most common strain. The mission was an utter failure, our escort was overrun within minutes as we had to flee the area. On the way away from the area we came past a petrol station, by the petrol station a male figure was screaming from help by the gas station. We completely ignored him and went on our way. I realized this is now the harsh reality of the world. I’ve got to adapt and keep myself alive. On the 17th of July our research facility fell to the dead. We was over runned so we pushed south to ELektro. The Marines in Elektro got over ran by the 18th and Chernogorsk on the 19th . By the 26 i realized im not getting out of this god forsaken country. So my travels begin as i move from town to town i met a few fellow along my path, such as Kevin O,shea a school teacher, Jakob the Wine Merchant that sells no wine, LEON and Tyrag Marines that were at Electro And a british guy named Frenchie.