Germany? Yes Germany.. it is a long time ago, I nearly forgot. I was young and naive, wanted to change the world and all that stuff. My family was good. My big brother, Benjamin, always spent time with me. And my parents were so supportive. We weren't rich but we had enough money to have a good life. I went to school in Neumünster, a shithole in the north, and did my ,,Abitur'' in 2009. I wanted to study. My goal was to study economical mathematics. I wanted to improve the world. The environment got fucked and I wanted to help somehow. But it all changed within months. Shit went down. My brother died during a car accident in December and at the same time, my father got diagnosed with cancer. 6 Months later I was alone. Alone with my mother who started drinking. I quit my studies because It was too much for me. I got beaten by my mother at least twice a week and I wanted to end it. I tried to kill myself.
I can't remember much, just that I woke up in hospital. I somehow survived and felt kinda relieved. I stayed in hospital for a few weeks and by the end of it I got another person which was stationed in my room. His name was Daniel and he failed a suicide attempt as well. I started to visit him and we became good friends. When he was fully recovered he asked me what I wanna do with my life. I didn't know it to this point and so he asked me if I wanna join him to travel around the world. I took all I had, called my mother a bitch and left. We travelled for years and saw everything. Chernaurus was our last stop and my friend Daniel found the love of his life and stayed there. In 2016 I came back to Germany and started to work for an aid agency. One year past and I haven't seen Daniel for a long time.
I wanted to visit him and so I took a flight to Chernaurus in April 2017. I enjoyed the time with Daniel, but shortly after I arrived shit went down. I don't really know what happened but people started to demonstrate and Daniel told me that they are scared of another Civil War. He lived in a really small town, so it was peaceful around us. We forgot about the incidents and just enjoyed our time. I wanted to stay till July and spent my time hunting and fishing with Daniel. In early July Daniel seemed to be terrified. I asked him what's wrong but he didn't answer this question. During one night I heard explosions and started to panic. The next day I wanted to leave but Daniel said that it's not safe and I should stay there. He told me about the news and I just hoped that it'll all settle down so that I can head home. But it didn't and crazy things happened. At one point I saw soldiers coming to our town. I ran to them and asked them what's happening. But.. they were hurt. I saw blood all over them. One of them had a half eaten face. And they started to ran towards me. I fled. I left everything behind. Like a coward I just ran. I escaped in the woods and shortly after I heard screaming and gunshots from the town. I left a rifle in Daniels hunting cabin and came back to the town one day later. I crawled into the house of Daniel... and found him together with his wife. Both dead but still moving. Daniel pushed me on the ground and tried to bite me. A machete was nearby and I smashed his head, and the one of his wife as well. And now I'm lost. Looking for new friends and finding out what the fuck happened here.