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  1. Oh, Civilization. i wish i could tell you my home, america, was still america. But I've come to realize that you can't have a country without people. And there are no people here. No my friends. they have all layed waste to what i see here..God i hope not. This is Chernarus. It's amazing how quickly things can go from bad to hopelessness. And why am I alive, when everyone around me had turned? I ask myself this everyday. I grew up in the good ol u.s of a. Came from a long line of cops in my family. my family was close, i miss them. pops always wanted us to join the force. talked about the character and fun of it all. I tired, but it wasn't to my liking. but i never let the family down. i'd be a medic on the team; and boy did we have fun times. but those days are over. my memories condensed to the photos in my pocket; my memories of that night in the republics. going there seemed right; going there seemed like an "opportunity". the worst opportunity i could have chosen. Once i woke up i was here and this was happening. i relive waking up in this nightmare everyday and i cannot escape it. i wish i would have stayed home. i wish i wouldn't have taken that trip. How could i have known? but what i wish and what is, is irrelevant. i am in Chernarus now. a poor boy from a mic cop family who wanted to help the world one bandage at a time; stuck in the wrong place at the wrong time. maybe i'll make it home. Home? it's all gone to shit. everything; it's all gone to shit. The dead have risen, and they're hungry. Consumed with a ravenous desire for human flesh, they are everywhere. All they do is kill, and the people they kill? Moments later, they get up and start killing themselves, infected with whatever it is that is causing the newly dead to rise. Society is crumbling. The world is going straight to hell. Your own family and friends may have joined the ranks of the undead. And they're coming right at you... it's been a long crazy road and even a crazier trip, he said to me; I said to me over and over? what were the words? I don't know, but I do; still he said to me continuously.