Cayde Grand is a 22 year old man who came from the city of Melbourne in Victoria. He used to work in a retail store selling camping supplies. It was a fine enough job for what it was and hell if he wasn't passionate about it. It allowed him to support his hobbies so whenever he would get the chance he would head out to the middle of nowhere with just a few supplies and his wits. He loved the outdoors and nature. He loves bows and silent weapons for hunting, he believes guns are just too showy and loud and ruins the core of hunting. During one of his days at work, a customer had come in and told him all about this place he had heard about where it was wide open areas with great hunting opportunities. That night he went home and did a bit of research himself, found someone who could fly him there and within a month he was setting off with just the clothes on his back a few essentials and of course his bow.
Cayde landed, as he was told, at the northeastern end of the country at a small airport meant for local air traffic. After he got off the pilot wished him good luck and flew off, unsure of why the pilot was so quick to leave he headed toward the terminal area. No one was there. He then decided to head to the town nearby and look around. Again it was a ghost town. He went door to door knocking to see if there was anyone to talk to. Eventually he got to a house where when he knocked on the door, it opened up slightly, realising it was unlocked he stuck his head in and called out. A moan rung out from inside the home as he heard slow shuffling toward the door. He called out again, saying that he was new and just got dropped off at the nearby airport and was wondering where everyone was. As he finished the sentence this older man had shuffled round the corner, covered in blood.
Worried about the old man, Cayde walked in to see if he was alright, but that was when the old man launched himself at Cayde with incredible speed trying to bite him and attempting to claw at him. Panicking, Cayde quickly kicked off the old man, grabbed his things and ran back out the door, just to turn around and see the old man sprinting back at him. Cayde grabbed his trusty hunting knife and warned the old man to not try to attack him again. Unfortunately Cayde was forced to stab the old man in the side of the torso, but the old man didn't stop still trying to attack Cayde. After many more stabs the old man finally went down and stopped moving.
Shocked and confused Cayde realised if only partly why the pilot wanted to get out so quickly. He got his stuff together again and readied himself again. The ultimate test of survival is about to begin.