Bo had lost his way and decided to travel the world in 2010. Around 2015 he had found himself in Russia, feeling very out of place there he spent much time wondering where his life was heading after traveling for so long. There wasn't much he had learned from his time and began to feel very empty inside wanting to settle down. Having very little money there was no way he could return to America or even make it to a acceptable spot in Europe. He decided Chernarus was the most reasonable spot he could get to.
Arriving in early 2016 there was little he knew about the country, its politics, the culture but he was stuck there for the foreseeable future. Getting a job as a farmhand in Olsha was the best he could do as farming was all he knew from his past jobs. Not knowing the surrounding area much and being very poor the days went by monotonously slow. He spent much of his free time hunting small game with a old .22 he stole from a shed and camping in the woods.
Bo barely even knew the man he worked for but it was not a big farm so many days he would be done with work quite quick. During this time he would explore the country side for hours on end never straying to far from Olsha. He had many skills in the outdoors being brought up in a similar are as a child, never could get used to the cold though.
His main goal being to get enough money to travel back home to see what was left of his family he began to like the little town he had grown so accustomed to living in. By the beginning of 2017 he had saved up enough to get home it wasn't much other than just enough. However being the generous man he is he just couldn't leave before harvest in the fall. Deciding one more year couldn't hurt and with the knowledge that he would be leaving at the end a newfound motivation came over him.
Planning to leave around late November he worked away life as usual. He began hearing small talk around the town of a "epidemic" he shrugged it off as he had never cared about the events and gossip before. However the story continued to be told but with new words such as "zombies" and "demons", but he would never believe such a thing. He showed up for work one morning on July 23rd after camping in the woods for the past few nights. The boss would usually have the days chores written on a note posted on the back door, but today there was no note. Thinking he must still be asleep or forgetting before leaving for the the day he waited patiently as this wasn't unusual. Around 45 minutes had passed before he decided to knock on the door, there was no answer. After sitting by the door for a while longer he hears a moan of pain come from inside. Bo opens the back door using the spare key under the plant pot to see his boss, or what was left of him crawling on the floor with a gunshot wound in his knee. He runs to his side to help him but notices his body is a pale grey and his eyes are pure white. Stunned he realizes it was not just rumors, the outbreak had begun.