I was born in the U.S. and lived comfortably with my mother and father. This was until my mother eventually left because of some anger issues from the house, and I left in 2018 with my dad’s support to live in Denmark to build my antique shop. I lived there for a while before the outbreak. I lost contact with everyone back home during such. My friends in Nyheim were spread throughout town, so we nearly kept out of contact. I made sure to send letters, but as we began to run low on food access and I heard tale of the camps, I escaped out of town on foot and ran into the bush, with my some food, and my old hunting rifle from my dad. I don’t remember the day I left to be honest, but now I want to find my friends again, and build a nice shop in town, to rebuild my life, and maybe hear from my family back home once more. Thankfully I know how to hunt from time in the Boy Scouts.