Anders holdfast. His home. Once upon a time, that place was the area he felt as though he belonged in. Now? Its little more to him than any other infected hell hole. He had seen one too many friends die, whether it be by the infected, or a spray of bullets. It didn't matter how, not anymore at least. Before his brother was taken from him, they spoke about new place to call home, Nyheim. Supposedly, Nyheim translated to New Home. He didnt exactly know if it was true, but he certainly liked to believe it was. Grabbing his flat cap and greyed out bomber jacket, he took the first boat he could to Nyheim. A fresh start. A new beginning. Heres hoping its what he and his brother thought it was.