I Brian Grimm, a 19 year old boy who was training to get into the police force in Scotland. Me and my best friend Joseph Green were both training until Joseph moved over to Chernarus with his family. He went with his two brothers, Andrew and Garret. When I heard the news of the outbreak I just had to go over and help my friend out, make sure he was alive and not turned into one of those things. I tried to get a plane over but the airports in Chernarus weren't available. Or so they said. I eventually got one of my mates from the police and they sorted things out for me to get over. A week later I ended up on a boat. I couldn't remember how long I was on the boat for or how i ended up making it to Chernarus. I just remember waking up at the coast beside the boat I was on. it had been destroyed and had the dead walking around everywhere. I couldn't believe i was alive! I walked around for days living from powdered milk and canned peaches. It was horrible. Every night I had to sleep against the door with one eye open at all times. That leaves me to now, still walking and looking for Joseph and the rest of his family. It has been months and I haven't spoken to anyone. I think I'm turning insane!