Jesse Skye, a 24 year old drug dealer & methamphetamine manufacturer who's known for his alias, "Dora" back in the city of Atlanta Georgia is in current hideaway from the DEA after a partner of his made a deal with the them, to give his where about's in return for freedom, he ratted him out and set up a fake deal, forcing Jesse to murder 2 DEA agents and his partner at the scene. Jesse had many contacts, one of which was a devout lawyer who knew a guy who knew a guy, who knew a guy who could erase all evidence that Jesse existed, and given the current circumstances he had no other choice but to take the offer, unknown to where he would be going, he was placed on a private jet while blindfolded and taken to Chernaurus. 3 Weeks into living in a small town called elektro on the coast of the island, Jesse had been seeing reports on the TV of rabid soldiers in a northern military base, dismembering one another and reacting stagnant to any injuries, not wanting to believe what he was seeing he chuckled and said to himself "Pft, fuckin' bath salts, not even the military can keep their mits off of a bit of bump". It was the 17th of July, 5:36 am, the sound of helicopters and aircraft flooded over the town, accompanied by the later sounds of distant explosions. Jesse stepped out of his home & saw a man squirming and distorting his own body on the ground, all before a convoy of military trucks put his seizure to a halt, mangling his limbs. Spine broken and legs dislocated, the infected man began to crawl towards Jesse while grunting in an erratic manner. Door locked, sofa mounted from the wall to the door and windows shut, he takes silent shelter in his small shack, living off of his remaining resources.