Kyle used to work in the corperate district in London as a Janitor, it meant long hours of cleaning at night which dulled his senses and meant kyle tuned out from reality often. Although Kyle didn't pay much attention to the world, he knew about the conflicts going on between Russian and Chernarus, as tensions grew within the country, kyle started taking notice the tensions growing higher and the war raging on between the two sides.
As reports came in of Infection and it's spread across North West Chernarus and completely rampaging through Turkey, Kyle starting to pack up items to leave. Although the UK was safe now, it may not be safe forever.
Surely enough, the infection hit the UK and kyle, armed with his Go back and a few survival books, headed off towards the town of Felixstowe to stow away on a shipping container leaving the god forsaken country. Whilst onboard a shipping contained destined for who knows where, Kyle only had 1 option to pass the time, reading the survival books. The survival books were informative to Kyle learning all different techniques for survival. But putting these skills to practise? this would be the real test should he ever need it. Being in a shipping container for a while meant Kyle was finding it hard to breath due to lack of fresh air, as time went on, kyle felt himself getting drowsy and eventually passed out.
Kyle awoke to men pointing guns at him and screaming at him in a foreign language, Kyle understood from their gestures what they wanted, being afraid for his life, Kyle obeyed their commands from what he could gather which was to get up and come with them, Looking around, it appeared as if the Ship had been Pirated and the containers being searched.
Kyle was stuffed onto a small boat, tied up into the hold of the boat with the Crew who were look terrified and was transported away. When arriving at their destination, Kyle was introduced by the same men who he first met, this time they were with what appeared to be a wealthy man, the man pointed at Kyle and within a moments notice, Kyle was knocked out by the butt of his captives gun.
Kyle Awoke with a headache shackled and chained to the ground next to a pickaxe inside a cave with others, when he tried to move, he was whipped by a man who was screaming at him whilst pointing at the wall and the pickaxe, Here, Kyle was met with a life of slavery. Toiling away at the rocks for hours and hours meant that Kyle started to grow himself some muscles although, that never made it easier for him, every swing of his pickaxe was total agony. He would work for 20 hours a day and would be transported outside the cave to sleep in a makeshift hut with others for 4 hours before being awoke to start it all again. One night, while Kyle was asleep, he was Awoken by gunfire and screams of people repeating the Accronym CDF, CDF! shortly after the firefight, armed soldiers burst into the cabin and shined bright torches at people whilst men from behind the soldiers started freeing the people. It was here that kyles story has come to a pause, being within the custody of the CDF who were ransacking the local mine for supplies to bolster their troops meant Kyle could be rescued from this life of slavery. Kyle was questioned in the truck along with others about their time here and what information they knew about the group. Once they were done with us, they would toss us out of the truck and carry on driving seemingly only wanting to keep the people who could be useful for their intel.
Once they were done with kyle, the same happened to him, he was tossed out of the truck at high speed and ended up rolling down a hill and onto the Beach, when kyle picked himself up and looked around he noticed the place was abandoned yet, there was clear signed of previous life here, Armed with his survival knowledge from his books and his mind trained to just keep going no matter what, Kyle was ready to find his way to safety.