Gnashing of teeth, slamming of doors and a screaming symphony of terror. These are the most notable moments from Cecil's stay -- intended to be brief -- in Chernarus. His family was affluent, he being the sheltered rich kid in a public school. They'd often go on international vacations, this trip being first to Russia and then to Turkey. What was meant to be a landing in Chernarus' Eastern airfield for a medical emergency onboard would become the last flight any of the passengers and pilots made. Cecil had been asleep, waking to the sound of a horrified passenger's scream; He looked out the window to watch as the crew and passenger that had left the craft to meet paramedics were being swarmed and devoured by other people.
To him, much of what else has happened is a blur, muddled chaotic moments difficult to distinguish from the next. Somehow, he's one of the few that survived, if only out of pure chance.