Before outbreak: I worked at the Family Nizhnoye apple farm with my Father George Riggs, My Brother Timothy Riggs and his son Oliver Riggs. We had no idea the outbreak occurred until Dad came home from the Berenzino Markets where he sold our apples at the fruit stand. He seemed very ill and went upstairs to rest for the rest of the night. The next morning Tim went to check on him and what I heard scarred Oliver and I for life, the loud demonic screaming, the banging on the walls and blast of a gun too end it. Dad had turned along with the rest of the world and Tim saw first hand how this sickness affects people. After Gathering the tools we needed to survive Tim, Oliver and I have set out to find a safer place to live, maybe the North will have something for us, or maybe Chernarus is ours no more... Current status: Tim, Oliver and I need to find more supplies if we are to survive. After living out of harms reach for just over 2 years, I wonder what hell awaits us back in those, at one point in time, crowded cities.