Dutch Propovka is a 36 year old man from Turovo he lived with his wife and kid in a small house and was an introverted man, his hobbies included hunting and drinking, that was it he and his family lived peacefully like the rest of the community until one day when an outbreak had been seen spreading across the country, he had heard about it from word of mouth and at first he didn't believe, until he started to see everyone around him flee in order to evacuate. Dutch and his family soon packed up what was needed and headed off in their car to escape, quickly learning that was not going to be an option for a long time, due to the jammed roads. Dutch and his family decided to abandon their car, seeing as it was running out of fuel as time passed, and instead took their supplies and headed out to camp. Dutch was unaware of what the outbreak really caused, thinking it was simply a virus that is easily contagious, he did not intend to face his nightmares only hours ahead. During the early hours of the morning of July 10th, in the forests surrounding chernarus, Dutch was sat at his campfire drinking away as usual while his family slept, until he caught of glimpse of something strange in the blacked out forest around him. Standing there about 10 feet away was a figure of a man, and as dutch looked he slowly realized the man was getting closer, being drunk dutch decided to yell out "Who's there?" with no response to follow, again he asks "Who's there?" again with no response. Dutch stood up and grabbed his axe, walking towards the figure, when dutch was only feet away he realized whoever, or whatever it was had rotted flesh hanging from his arms and back. When dutch was only feet from the man suddenly the man turned and let out a screech that must've been heard from a ways, dutch falls back, eyes wide with terror and falls on the tent his wife and child are in, crushing the tent on top on them. Dutch was clueless, drunk, and selfish and decided to run in the opposite direction, thinking only of himself and not his family. As he continued running he could hear gunfire in the hills around him. Dazed and confused Dutch ran into a near by field where he eventually collapsed and fainted. Hours later dutch is awakened by more gunfire, when he looks up he see's nothing but field and forest all around him, then his family finally makes everything click, but dutch could never remember how or where this all began. Ever since Dutch has survived alone using solely the knowledge he gathered before and some during the outbreak. Everyday dutch tries to find his family and wonders what events took place into him losing them, not remembering he had been the one to kill them that night. Dutch does not typically enjoy company but sometimes he like to find other locals and share a drink, to forget the horrors he's experienced. Dutch is a man of guilt, thoughtlessness, and blame. But he is a good man to be on good terms with.