my character is going to be Ralph Jackson. A 22 year old medical student from England. He and his brother were on holiday in chernarus when the virus broke out. We were staying in Berezino when we woke to hordes of what looked like dismembered people flooding the streets. We quickly got dresses and ran, we ran down the coast not knowing where we were going or if more were ahead of us. We must have ran for 3 hours straight. We stopped to rest. About 15 minutes past then we say more people running, we decided to wait to see where they planned to head. Once they caught up with us they told us they were heading to Elektrozavodsk as one of the people had family there who said it was safe. We kept moving down the coast all of us trying to figure out what was going on. Me and my brother made it to Elektrozavodsk where there was what looked like refugee camps set up. We didn't know what was going on. We only spoke a little of the native language. We decided to leave the rest of the people and head into the woods. We thought that it would be harder for us to get caught up in what was going on if there was only two of us. We made camp just north of Elektrozavodsk and started gathering food/water.We camped out there for about 14 days living of boiled pond water and fish we had caught. Every day helicopter would fly over, some low enough that we were sure they were going to crash. We had no idea what was going on, we hid every time a helicopter flew by we stayed perfectly still. Then all of a sudden there were no more helicopter or planes. It was just quiet. For the first time in 2 weeks we couldn't hear the sounds of aircraft. My brother decided to head to the tree line to see if he could see what had happened he set off for Elektrozavodsk I knew that it would take a few days for him to get to and from the city so I packed up some fish and some water. That was the last time I saw my brother. A week went by with out him returning so I decided to head to Elektrozavodsk to look for him. When I got about a mile away I saw 1000's of people I watched to see how they behaved. They just walked in the streets, no purpose. It was like they were all in a trance it didn't feel right, maybe my brother saw them and tried to go around, maybe he had to run from something. I headed back to the camp. I met a guy on the way back called alfie he told me what had happened as he was a doctor from overseas that had gotten split from his group. The reality of it was sickening, people were infected. There was some kind of virus that had taken out the whole region. I told alfie I was looking for my brother. He told me that there was a place where people were banding together called "the safe zone" and that maybe he met someone that took him to the camp. We stayed together for a few months trying to find the "safe zone" but we had no luck. We decided to set up a camp just outside of guglovo. Hoping that my brother was still out there. A few more months went by and all was going well for me and alfie, all things considering. We were getting braver. Heading into towns at night time to avoid being seen by the infected. Trying to gather resources. We met people that would spend the night with us before carrying on their own journey. One day we took a trip to mogilevka to see if we could find any farming equipment. We moved to the outskirts in the day and waited until night fall before we entered. As we entered the town we split up to search more area. About 2 hours past and then 2 shots rang out through the town. I ran back to where we said we would meet up after we looked for supplies. alfie wasn't there. I waited until day time and he still didn't turn up. When day broke and alfie didn't return I was worried. I broke my own rule of not going into the town during the day. I couldn't loose the one person I called family now. I searched to town for about 3 hours and then I found him. He had been shot, once in the chest and once in the head. He was almost completely naked with only his boxer shorts and his socks left. I was devastated. I carried him back to the camp at guglovo where I buried him. I left the camp and wondered the land for a good 6 months before I decide I need to help people. Just like alfie was there to do.