In my home of Elektro, Chernarus my wife Stephanie and son, Luca we lived the best life I could ask for, then the outbreak hit. We were living in our two bedroom home when the news came on blasting "people are eating each other!" Me and my wife looked at each other both thinking "what kind of drugs are they doing?" Thinking of our safety we decided to stay home for a few days to ensure this would just blow over in a day or two. We knew our food supply was running low and decided I would be the one to go out to get more supplies. I went to the closest market and the whole place was a disaster. The shelves were ripped off like a bull ran through the lanes. I knew as this moment this was not going to just blow over in a few more days. I rushed home feeling uneasy. Seeing my home in the distance I noticed unfamiliar vehicles. I prayed that it was simply soldiers helping my family with supplies or even take us to a safe place. I could never had been more wrong. I walked into my home and called out for my wife. I did not hear a response. My concern growing I ran into the kitchen where I was hit in the side of the head with a heavy cold object I could only guess was a gun. I fell unconscious and woke up to the event that would change my life forever. I woke to my wife and child being eaten alive across the room from me. My hands tied behind my back with zip ties, I screamed and yelled begging whoever was behind me, and this, to free my hands. Laughing at my sorrow and refusing to do so, I had to sit and watch angrily as they were ripped apart. Moments later as I turn around they are no longer there, My military instincts kick in. I have very few moments to decide what to do next. As my adrenaline is pumping I think back to my S.E.R.E training and remember how to escape potential captivity. I rush to the closest sharpest object and hastily try to break free from my restraints. The first few second go by and they do not seem to give. After about a minute I am broken free. I leave whatever anger and sadness I have behind for the moment, and with the slight thought they may return in my mind, I Grab a kitchen knife, bandages, and the only thing I could find for light, a glow stick. I Head to the closest town, Cherno.