Before the epidemic, Jack Thorton lived in a city called "Severograd". He did not have a family. At that time, the reporter, Thorton, was working on a large radio station called Zenit. He loved his work and got on well with his colleagues. The superiors also highly respected Jack for his zeal. On weekends, Jack was very fond of fishing. Fried carp and to this day is the favorite dish of Jack Thorton. As a rule, Jack did everything with a margin and for sure. Once, as always, Jack came to the radio station before all his colleagues. Slowly pouring himself a cup of coffee, he hurried to proceed to his office. Seated on a chair, Thorton took out cookies from the drawer of the table, and began to eat them, first dipping them in coffee for a split second. As soon as Jack dipped the second cookie in strong Chernarus Russian coffee, as from the checkpoint at the entrance to the territory of the radio station, he heard claps that very much impressed the sound of the CR75 shot, which was just armed with one of the two military guards at the checkpoint. Dashingly putting a cup of coffee on the table, not even spilling from it a drop, Jack rushed to the window. The picture that Jack Thorton saw made him stunned for a couple of minutes, at the same time, the guard shot dead distraught zombie people. These people were colleagues and friends of Jack. Dismounted with a stupor, Thorton rushed to the aid of the guard, realizing that the cartridges in the magazine for the gun from the guard were not endless. Running into the territory of the checkpoint, Jack grabbed a gun from the table, FNX45 which belonged to the deceased partner of the guard, and shot his head to one of the distraught. Fortunately, Jack shot very well. Zombies almost bitten the guard's neck. So, literally in an instant, a terrible virus killed all of Jack's friends and colleagues. Desperate but not alone, Thorton was simply forced to begin survival in the company Goracio Marin, after all Goracio saved Jack from imminent death...