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Harry Hailstorm
Character information
  1. Alias
    Harry Hailstorm
  2. Mental
    Nearing the breaking point
  3. Morale
  4. Date of birth
    1970-04-18 (49 years old)
  5. Place of birth
    The Netherlands
  6. Nationality
  7. Ethnicity
  8. Languages
    Dutch, English, bit of French
  9. Relationship
  10. Family
  11. Religion


  1. Height
    180 cm
  2. Weight
    85 kg
  3. Build
  4. Hair
    Mid-long black hair
  5. Eyes
    Green eyes
  6. Features
    There's a scar underneith my eye and a branding wound on my back.
  7. Equipment
  8. Occupation
  9. Affiliation
  10. Role


When I first heard of the outbreak I was shocked. I couldnt believe what I just heard.
I was scared, I wanted to cry. but I didnt hesitate. I grabbed as much stuff as I could. Weapons, food, medicine, even some old pictures of my childhood. I took my car and drove as fast as I could to my fathers house. he lived in vyshnoye, it was a 30 minute drive from here. I knew he was alone and wasnt able to defend himself.
I was sweating and shaking. I was very nervous. it felt like I was going to faint any moment.
I slapped myself in the face and reached for my bag to get some water.
thats when I heard a sound coming from the left side of the road. I looked up and saw a vehicle closing in with a lot of speed. but before I was able to do anything the car crashed into me and I hit my head.

later that day I woke up. my head was aching. when I opened my eyes I didnt even know if I was dead or alive.I started looking around. it was dark outside. I heard some screams and shots in the distance. I unstrapped my seatbelt and slowly left the car. I looked around, there wasnt much to see. it was too dark. I was scared, I didnt dare to move away from the vehicle.
I reached for my bag that was still in the car. I took my flashlight out. this was a very bad idea, the light was atracting al the infected people. multiple infected came sprinting towards me. I was in shock, I didnt know what to do. I started shaking heavily. when the infected almost reached me I started to faint.

again I woke up, I was surrounded by a group of people. it was still dark.
they told me to stay calm and took me to their place. I told them I had to go and save my father. they told me that was an insane idea. they told me if I left I would die as well. but I didnt care, I was going to save my father and nobody was going to stop me. although,thats what I thought. two big guys stept towards me and told me they werent gonna let me die for nothing out there. they told me they were going to look for my father the next day and forced me to come with them.
they never saved my father, he was already dead when they arrived.

I was very mad because of what happened. I didnt speak for a week.
but now I realise what they did for me was for the best.
it was dark, I had hit my head, and I was confused. it would have been the end for me for sure. it took me a while to process it al though. and I would still feel depressed very often.
the group that found me offered me to stay. I didnt have much of a choice at the time, so I did.

we were living in a very big villa near the coast. all windows and doors were closed with planks. this is where we stayed for more then 2 years. never going out unless it was
necessary. most of the time we only left to get more food and medicine. we were always very carefull and always tried to help out as much people as we could. it was quiet most of the time. and life wasnt to difficult considering the situation. we had a lot of food and medicine. the only thing we didnt have was a lot of guns. this made us very vunarable. I guess we werent the only ones who knew this. cause not to long ago we got attacked. there was a large group of bandits aproaching the villa. they were all carrying guns and had large vehicles. when I saw them aproaching I knew we had no chance of winning this fight. I grabbed all my gear and left through the backdoor leaving everybody behind.

I still regret this decision every day. when I was running of I heard the shouts and screams of my friends in the distance. I knew all my friends were being slaughtered. I was crying and felt awful. I wanted to go back but was to scared to do so. I started hitting myself in the head while cursing my own name. I still do everyday. now im alone, with nobody to help or protect me. I just hope ill find another group soon. cause I know I wont make it far on my own.


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