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  1. Issac Hamilton

    Before the incident life was easier; we used cellular devices to communicate easily, fast motorized vehicles to get to A to B, and of course hot meals and delicious drinks that we always spoiled ourselves with, because that was how life was like. Now things have changed, and it especially has not changed for the better. Issac was a simple man who had interest in big game hunting and photography, so what better of a foreign place to travel to for hunting in huge thick forests, and at the same time receive breath taking views to photograph other than Chernarus? That was the idea in Issac's head before he purchased his two way ticket to Chernarus, and boarded his plane holding his twenty day Visa, and a backpack with enough resources to last in the foreign country for his entire vacation. Issac was excited to finally travel out of Canada to Europe to experience the change in culture, pace, and atmosphere, than his small Canadian town. It was hour's until Issac's plane finally landed upon an air-strip, and Issac departed and made his way to a bus stop. Issac saw in the distance his public transportation head swiftly down the road. Issac watched as the blue bus was making it's way to what he believed was his destination, but in surprise the bus swiftly drove past Issac and the bus stop in quite a hurry. Issac was dumb-founded by the poor service he was already given, but it wasn't long until he heard a familiar sound of pops and cracks coming from rifles and the whine of sirens in the distant towns, Issac believed the country was under terrorist attack again, from when he used to monitor all of the action from his home watching global news. Issac decided his life's worth and did not wish to be mauled by terrorists, he assumed, so he strapped his backpack on and began to walk up a civilian path from where his bus stop once was, and continued North East until he would find a suitable town for him to travel to and settle down in. This incident Issac faced was weeks ago. Now Issac resides in the deep Chernarus forest with minimal supplies, tattered clothes, and harsh cuts and bruises. He sit's in the woods, with his equipment scouting the area of which he should reside to for shelter. He would frequently think about how he should leave the country, as he would take glances here and there to his old Visa he was given at the beginning of his trip, he lights his paper Visa aflame with a lighter, regretting his flight and this nightmarish "Vacation", now Issac live's a constant reality of anxiety and fear for his life, and it will only get worse the longer he's alive.