i was living in Denmark when the out break started. i was a lonely gamer playing games away from real living. i use to go by the gamer tag Dareth it was what i prefered over my real name John Mortensen. i was gaming everyday and never paid attention to the outside life until the dead showed up at my door. banging looking for what ever they are looking for little is known to me the reasoning of the dead. there i had my first experience with the dead. after a struggle with panic in me i hurried of and gathered all the supplies i could think of. frantic and scared i started looking out the windows seeing fires and people getting attack by the dead. i went and got my hunting rifle i used when i went on hunting trips with my uncle and all the ammo i could and started on my way. the gaming life was left behind and a new one started for me. a fight for survival. after running around the city for weeks i was starting to need more food so i went to a store down the street and i ran into someone i didn't ever expect to see or hear from again. an old gaming buddy i called medic. that wasn't his name but it was his gaming tag i knew him by. ran into each other by all randomness and looted the store of what was left. i took him to where i was holding up so we could get off the streets. we talked mostly about what happened since. he told me about his wife and daughter and the story broke my heart. i had nothing left i had no one. it was the first thing i did was to look for anyone i knew. no one. no one i could find even any evidence of surviving only of dieing. so i decided to join him. if i could help a man let alone a friend i have gamed with for years find his daughter. then that was what i was gonna do. That is how i could find a little ray of hope in this devastation. we traveled south then east the south again. it was a long harsh road. until we made it to a sea according to the maps all we had to do was cross it so we found a boat and old man was about to sail off so we paid him what we could. i even had to part with my rifle. he agreed to take us across. maybe about half way across we hit some bad weather and we capsized and got separated yet again. i only hope he made it to shore. not only do i have to fiend the daughter of a friend i need to find my friend as well.