The backstory is presented, as if he was the one telling it. Hello, My name is Nikolai Dragunov, I grew up in Russia in a middle class family. I worked as trainee, at one of the finest tailors in all of Russia. But just before I graduated in 2010, I was enlisted in the Russian military. I spend the last 2/3 of my military career as a spetsnaz, operating deep within the borders of takistan. However while it was exciting, the stress of sleep deprivation and daily Challenges, developed into a twisted mix of PTSD and Anxiety, like soup with mayonnaise. So in February of 2014 I deserted the military, and spent an entire month getting to the Chernarus border, and another getting to Chernogorsk. The following six month was good, no, its was great. I got myself a nice taxi job, driving back and forth along the coastline, started fishing and even bought a nice house in Vybor, which was very nice, most nights I would drive up the road and watch planes as they took off. The greatest thing about Chernarus, was the people, I met a lot of nice comrades. We would often go on tours, that way I got to see more of the beatiful country side. Eventually I met a beautiful women named Sheila, who i quickly made mine, she was also a Russian who had moved here. Though she had moved out of natural curiosity and lust for adventure, and I because of fear and exile. Late September 2014, everything went to shit, we had been trying to conceive little Vladimir for two months, even though she insisted on the name Pavel. Sadly, we had just discovered that she was as sterile as surgical equipment, which led us to sign up for an egg transplant, which made me very very confused, since I was under the belief that only chicken laid eggs. She got an appointment for mid November, but sadly she did not make it that far. October was a really shitty month, and even though I had grouped up with all of my friends, they would fall one after the other like fucking dominos. I soon lost track of time, but I believe that I spent almost 4 months hiding out in a shelter, until the food ran out.