My name is Deandrae Colton, 26 years old. i was born and raised in the great country of The United States, Benton Harbor, Michigan. i moved to Chernarus about 4 years ago, just trying to get a fresh start on life. I settled in a small town called Olha near Zevetlogarsk . I took up farming there and was living a way better life than I was in the U.S. Well it was better until it happened. It was early in the morning when it all started, I was toiling the fields of my flourishing pumpkin farm when I heard screams coming from the village. I dropped my hoe and rushed to see what was happening. I rushed down only to see Jaköb Finnegan, the town cobbler, biting a chunk out of Celeste Jurmmstan the florist’s arm. What I saw before my eyes shocked and confused me. I looked around to see that there were others biting, I quickly snapped out of it and grabbed a piece of log on the ground and stabbed the darn thing. Everyone else was running away terrified. Only eight of us were able to make it out of the village alive, the outbreak spread quickly, unbelievably fast. Eventually our number started to drop, i'm pretty sure i'm the only one alive from Olha. We were surviving very well at first but the dead's number just kept increasing making it harder and harder to move around. I've boarded up an old church in Chernogorsk. Yeah i'm pretty far away from what used to be my humble little town. I was almost about to give in to despair, but I found a dusty Bible in the church storage and began reading. I now know the way to rid my country of this awful epidemic. Now rome this desolate wasteland with my eyes forward and determination at its peak. no one can stop me now.