When Curtis was young he would be kept inside, away from the dangers of the outside world. His parents would only let him go to school and back. He had few friends and didn't do well in school. The one thing he did enjoy was history. He loved the stories of the world and how different things were all over the globe. He wanted to leave this stuffy old house and explore the vast open world he lived in. This began the instant he graduated school. He moved out and began to do whatever he could to make money.
Curtis thought that becoming a freelance construction worker would do well to fit what he wanted. Manual labor that paid well and let him travel the world by taking different jobs. Curtis began in The United States, Working any jobs that he could find. He traveled all across the continental US, meeting many new people. With every person he met, he learned new skills and tricks. Curtis had learned things as simple as changing a tire on a car, to hunting and dressing an animal. He had become a sponge for any information he could gather. Never did he think he would have to use this in a serious situation but if he did, he would be ready. Curtis had also learned how to work together with people, regardless of if he liked them or not. The work needed to be done first and foremost.
After a few years decided that when he was done he would travel to Europe and begin to do odd jobs wherever he could.He hadn't been there long before an old friend called and gave him some interesting information. This man told Curtis that he owned a mining company in a country called Chernarus. He offered Curtis a job and even said he would pay for all the expenses getting him there. Curtis decided he would take him up on the offer and booked his flight to Chernarus. Curtis had not been there very long before the news of fighting had occurred. Many people and workers began to flee south as the news got worse and worse. While traveling south he offered his services to the armed forces there and many other small groups. Some of his coworkers decided to hold up in an abandoned Work site. They all kept a low profile while slowly starting to build it into something liveable. As the infected began to creep south the area got worse and worse. Late one night the construction site was attacked by a horde of infected. Curtis barely made it out. As he ran he didn't see anybody leaving and became worried. The increasing amount of infected made the area too dangerous to stick around and find any survivors. Curtis ran as deep into the woods as he could and has been on his own every since. He makes use of all the skills he has been taught over the years to survive in the wild and keep himself alive. The world is different now, it's much quieter than before. It is as if silence has taken over the entire world. This silence is broken only by distant gunshots, and screams of the infected. Curtis wants only to escape this nightmare.