I've lost track of how long it's been since this all started, honestly at this point I wouldn't be surprised if 10 years had passed. But things are starting to look better for me now because after searching for my missing friends for a while now I finally ran into one of them, Nic fucking Lee my old childhood friend and played one of the really important roles in the big heist job that got us into this mess i'm so happy he's alive, if he's still alive then the others have gotta be out there somewhere still too right? He was also alone when I found him and it seems like he has no clue where the rest of the crew is either.
We've been on the road traveling together for a few days now, hopefully looking to find a place to settle down somewhere. Right now we're trapped in a house surrounded by wolves and infected and we've been camping out here for the rest of the day and the night since we have no where else to go, hopefully once we wake up tomorrow they'll be gone and we can get moving again. - Harley Wolf
Harley was a wanted criminal living in San Diego, California. He wasn’t a specific type of criminal and took nearly any type of work as long as it paid good enough with some limits that he’d refuse to do no matter what. One day him and his friends decided they finally wanted to pull off something big that’d make them all rich, they wanted to rob a bank. They already had a bank in mind which they did all the necessary scoping and planning for after weeks passed they had everything they needed and it was time to get to work. Harley and the crew pulled up to the bank in an all black van with the entire crew dressed up in their uniforms and masks as they made sure they had all their guns loaded and extra mags ready to go, once everyone was ready they got out of the van and stormed into the bank, it was the typical bank robbery until armed units ambushed the crew resulting in a shootout, luckily non of the hostages were killed but there were casualties within both the police units and heist crew. Harley and the rest of the surviving crew made a run for it and drove off in the van, Harley quickly made calls to one of his contacts who promised them an escape out of the country, which is just what they needed as now the police were on their trail and the heat was too much to just lie low in another state. Harley’s contact had set up a plan to send the crew to Chernarus which he felt would be the perfect place to lay low for a while, all the crew had to do was meet up with someone who Harley’s contact hired to transport them in whatever ways possible and once in Chernarus they’d each find their own apartment or house to live in while still remaining in contact with each other, until the outbreak came and they eventually lost contact with eachother however Harley believes that they are still alive somewhere and he’s hopeful that they’ll reunite again someday