It's been, pfft god knows when since my uh... family left me. My house was ransacked, they took almost all of my food, medicine, weapons... but they made one mistake. They left the knives in my kitchen. I got a good look at what I assume was their "leader." I'm going to find them. I'm going to kill as many of them as I can, I figure it's that I'll either die there or die here by starving to death. Mom, Dad, Dakota... my brother... I'll be home soon.