BACKSTORY

(This happened during Aaron's time as a transfer student in Indonesia. He lived with his uncle!)

Aaron arrived home at the shooting range with some friends for an after school playdate to see no one around the house. They don't see this as a big problem as Aaron's uncle does go on errands alot, so they proceed to go on with their day.

After some time, growling can be heard, as the group sees their first group of zombies. Aaron runs back to the house and finally realizing that his uncle is probably within the crowd, but it was too late to get him back.

Nobody knows where the zombie hoard came from, nor how they were led to such a secluded area as this one. But there was only one thing on Aaron's mind, "Run."

After getting his late uncle's precious shotgun, and being unable to find it's bullet holder, he puts them in his utility belt pocket and runs down to where is friends are. They were shooting at the zombies.

Aaron tells them to stop shooting and to run with him, as he grabs one of his friends, as they run off hoping the others would come with them.

Aaron's friend let go of his hand as he saw the hoard of zombies going after them, with no signs of their other friends following. Aaron and his friend were both devastated. The zombies were catching up, both Aaron and his friend were tired. Suddenly his friend said, "Sorry for what I'm about to do, Aaron." He said as he gripped his gun.

Aaron saw what his last friend was about to do, as tears started dripping on his cheeks. He was in tears, as he ran off knowing he wouldn't be able to convince his friend to come with him after giving one last hug.

Aaron survived. But he lost everything he's ever loved. With no way of knowing whether or not his parents or other loved ones back at his home were okay or not without signal, and with all his friends sacrificing themselves for him. He was then lost in a land he had no knowledge or information on. Lost, sad, and alone. He went on his knees, crying, and contemplating whether he should've been dead aswell.

Then, Aaron finds something in his hand, it was an earing. Something that once belonged to one of his friends. He did not know how he had gotten a hold of it, but he gripped it tightly knowing his loved ones would not want him to cry. His friend always said that it was a reminder of how life was not forever and that everyone has to live their best moments before it was too late.

Aaron wiped his tears away as he stood back up and wandered off to roam amongst the city. A city still full of mysteries he wants answers to. He holds the memories and hopes of his friends and families, as he lives on to find out who started all this.

And with that, Aaron's story has only just begun...