Erica doesn't know much about her life before the age of five. She was an orphan, raised in an orphanage until a friendly family came and agreed to raise her as one of their own. Even though they gave her everything that she would need to grow up. She felt a little isolated as her new parents cared more for their flesh and blood. Erica understood that. She focused on her schooling to get her grades to the appropriate level to pursue the career she wanted. Erica worked for what she got, saving to go to university to study to become a doctor in Cardiology. After that, she just focused on work and then took a better position in a hospital in Britain.

She was always hard-working and highly determined. Perhaps that was because of her difficult life before she got lucky. Even though she got lucky, she still thinks about what happened. Not even those at the orphanage knew what had happened to her parents. She had everything anyone could ask for, but that missing piece always kept her back. So, she did some digging, finding out her parents had come from a small town she had never heard of in Russia. She could have taken a flight, but she opted to drive instead when hearing about the restrictions being put in place. Everything was good for a few days. The closer she got, the more excited she got. Then the car phone rang. The investigator she hired to find out what happened to her parents was on the phone telling her they had died in a collision. Started talking about some events about infected people.

The disbelief went through her. She went numb until she saw a figure standing on the road, making her swerve the car to miss it. Everything went black. 

She woke up suddenly wondering where she was until she realised, she was in a hospital. It took a few moments to register that people were screaming. Scrambling out of bed, trying to cover herself with the hospital gown she was wearing, she opened the door. A police officer shouted for her to stay in that's when she saw it, that thing, that person was eating the other person, and there must have been at least five people screaming.

She ran into the room and listened to the dying screams of the people outside until the police officer barged into the room. Screaming for her to follow him, taking what little she had, she followed. It was the two of them for a while until he got bitten.

Now she is on her own with no idea what happened. Travelling by foot, she finally reached a sign stating the miles to Nyheim. 

Erica continued in that direction as it was the only place nearest her. She hoped she didn't make a mistake and there would be some salvage of hope there.