I had to deal with having younger parents who didn't have their crap together. They got it together around the time I was 4 or 5 and we started to have a good life. I got good grades in school and graduated with honors in Criminal Justice from university. I quickly became a cop and moved my way up over the years to detective. On one of my slow days I responded to a robbery in progress with a suspect my department had been looking for. Low and behold it was my younger brother, I knew he had been abroad but funnily enough it was robbing stores. Cops don't get paid all that well so we made an agreement that as long as he stayed local, I wouldn't arrest him. Some of my coworkers discovered our little scheme and wanted in and to avoid repercussions I agreed. However to my surprise my brother decided to skip town. I searched his apartment and discovered he had gone to London. But by the time I got there the first wave of the outbreak had occurred. I finally got in contact with my brother before internet and social media went dark to discover that he had headed to the "safe" haven of Nyheim. I plan on getting him back and home by any means necessary, our family needs us both alive because this is only going to get worse.