Lived an average life doing the normal things. Lived in a small town growing up, went to school got his high school diploma. Got a minimum wage job to slug his way through college. Throughout all of this time at the back of his head, a subconscious thought, he was bored, seemed to hate what everyone else was happy and fulfilled by. About half way into his first year of college he was in the middle of finals when he decided he couldn't take it anymore. Suddenly angered by all of the pent up feelings he was barely aware of he ripped up his test and left, slamming the door. He was down with this small town life he wanted to get out and see the world. Once he got home he got on his laptop and looked at travel listings seeing where fate would take him. After two hours of researching he settled on Scotland, Perth to be exact. He said goodbye to everyone close to him before he left. His parents, brother, and close friends. They all said the usual stuff when someone they love decide to up and leave. It was a bit of a long trip of course flying from America to Scotland and the getting a hold of a taxi service to get to Perth. He spent the first few days just wandering the city seeing the sites, finding an inn whenever it was close to dusk. One night he decided to hit a local pub before turning in. This was when he realized just how low on cash he was; after finishing his drink and went to the barkeep to settle his tab. The barkeep told him his total and Monty dug his wallet out and opened it to find nothing in there but dust. Slightly embarrassed he tried explaining the situation to the barkeep but he wasn't having any of it. Luckily for Monty a random patron settled his tab. He profusely thanked the man asking him how he could repay him. "Well it seems like you could use some pay, how about you come work for me at Rattray Holdings." Saying that as more of a statement than an answer. It seemed like a double win to Monty, free drink and a job? Sure thing! They shook hands to seal the deal. "Any idea where I could find a place to crash, don't have the money for a bed either." Monty was allowed to crash at Rattray Holdings for the time being till he was back on his feet. After a while of working there the friendly patron from before came to him asking him if he'd like to make a little more cash. "It seems I can trust you now." he said. Not one to turn down advancement Monty agreed. They had a long discussion of the side business or I guess in this case the main business Rattray Holdings was about. "You'll be going to Chenarus, Russia. It's a decent place if you know your way around." Monty was interested in where this would take him so he agreed despite taking part in a shady business, although to be honest that didn't really bother him. Throughout the next year he landed in Chernarus, met up with some of his coworkers and did various illegal jobs, got really close to all of them. He was on his own when the apocalypse begun, he didn't really believe any of the stuff he heard. The dead rising and consuming on flesh. "Sounds like a movie." he said chuckling to himself. He learned the truth when he woke up one morning and went on his jog like he did any other morning. After rounding the block he came to a small group of "them" he didn't realize at first what was going on. Monty just thought it was a normal group of people till he got closer. Seeing the mangled bodies they were feasting on, blood and guts everywhere. He nearly shit himself and high tailed it sprinting as fast as he could. After making quite a distance he took shelter in the nearest building and sat down trying to calm down. This was where he realized this is where his decisions took him, this is where he is and there's nothing that can change that. Best thing to do is face this situation head strong. He's gotta figure out where his associates are.