After the events in 2009, i thought it would be safe to travel to chernarus in 2017, i was wrong.
my wife and i met at han early age. 2 years in to the relationship we found out we were expecting a daughter. This made my wife Cathrin certain we needed to move in to the city.
Until that i had been a country boy. my main hobby being hunting. our daughter was 5 when i left home to take a lone vacation in chernarus, i needed to get away. and i thought the scattered landside of chernarus would be a relaxing time for me. no big cities, just nature and some alone time. when the outbreak happend i was 1 day away from traveling back home.
They said my flight had to wait due to "technical problems" i didnt have much choice. time went on and they started to evacuate people from the cities. i knew then something was seriously wrong. I hanged tight with a group of people i met at the hotel. due to english not being regurarly spoken we didnt have much choice. the group got smaller and smaller as time went on. in the end, it was only me and a guy called jake. the first time seeing an infected was horrifying. If jake wouldnt have been there i would be gone for sure. i didnt have time to react on what was going on, luckily he did. Jake and i lost eachother some time ago. we were scavaging a town when he never turned up at the said location. and since then ive been waiting in camp for him, i dont think hes coming back. but he was the last one i trusted, atleast with my family being gone forever...
The more time that passes, the more i distrust people. My company and the experience ive had the last couple of months is leading me down a dark path, and i dont want to look back.
After meeting the Scheaffer Brothers in the darkest of times, it was not hard convincing me befriending them. But i soon discovered what this meant in the real World. But do i even care?
Bad scar on cheek, caused by hit from barbed wire bat
215 carved in neck by Guenther Scheaffer
Left middle finger almost cut off entirely, done by axe