Growing up in America, life was good for George. He was loved by his parents and even had two brothers. His father got a new job at Nyheim for a secret mission, so George and his family packed up and moved to Nyheim. That's when the attacks started. Man ate man but these weren’t men. These were killers from the dead and the unfortunate ones that got turned into these monsters. So George’s father rushed home to get his family and leave this god forsaken land and hideout until the American government could get them the hell out of there. George and his family would never make it out as his father crashed his car and was killed, his mother and two brothers ran into the woods while their father was brutally eaten away by these creatures. They grieved forever it seemed like until they moved on and sat on a new journey of a new life. While in town they ran into a large horde and ran into a building they thought was safe. Turns out there was more. George narrowly escaped and turned around to see he was alone. Now on his own he adjusts to the loneliness. Talking to himself and the animals. Until he meets Thomas, a friendly guy just trying to survive as well. They team up and move onto their new adventure together. Going through the streets scattered with bodies, the windy woods and the military checkpoints that were overran. They go through drama, new people trying to survive and some trying to conquer. They keep pushing through it all to get to the end of the day where it could end, or their own end. They set up homes in abandoned buildings, including houses, factories, and schools. Anything you can think of to try to make it as homey as possible. Though temporary, it’s better than being out in the cold harsh weather that Nyheim brings to them and the people that are still alive there. George hopes one day he can have a normal life again, but the chaos of Nyheim contradicts that wish that he desires. He also hopes that maybe, just maybe his brothers and mother got out alive and meets back up with them to continue their survival again. For his father, his fate was sealed right in front of his eyes. A sight he will never be able to get over. He has nightmares and visions twenty four hours a day. He can never forget that horrible sight again. He can still hear the screams of the people in the city when it first happened, now he only hears the groans and moans of the infected, the faint gunshots from other survivors. He still trumps everyday just by being alive and well.