Growing up in the United Kingdom was not always fun my dad was a drunk and my mum died at a young age, So I was left alone to fend for myself and look after my dad making money was the hardest part as I couldn't just go and get a job so I had to go about it the hard way selling stuff on the streets for some people which let's just say we're not the best. But getting into that kind of life bring problems so by the age of 18 I had killed 3 people not something I wanted to do but was left with no other choice. Then I met a girl called Brittany she changed a lot for me got me out of the bad side of life and helped me do some good. Then a year later, we decided to take a trip to Russia to explore a little, and then that's when the zombie outbreak happened. at first, we found it hard to survive but after the first couple of months, we started to get used to how things were. getting food was hard but I learned how to hunt and cook the food I hunted for and Brittany was always a decent farmer so she did that side of things. we were both unsure of who to trust so we stuck to the woods and away from big populations of people as we knew a lot of people would do anything to get some food or supplies.