My name is Chance Sutton, and I am a Journalist. Or, at least I was, until this shit hit. My first excursion to Chernarus was in 2009, to report on the civil war and the unrest it brought to both politics and homes. Then, I was shipped out again to Chernarus in the summer of 2017 to report on a new outbreak. Nobody realized how infectious this strain was, but sadly knowing wouldn't have helped much. Myself, alone, was stranded in the town Kamyshovo with nothing but the clothes on my back. This is the story of Chance.