2005... The day it started. Your son came home from school but he had a bruise on his arm. You stopped him and asked "What happened? You ok?" He only nodded and shook his head. He was being bullied again. The TV turned on about the national news center. "This is not a drill. Please stay inside until Military vehicles have arrived to take you to safety." Then the power goes out and a bunch of sirens for tornado's went off. This wasn't a tornado. This was an infection. Everywhere you tried to escape out of the city. Nothing but fences around the perimeter, the highway full with packed cars, the streets filled with bodies and infected. You snuck through the fence opening and a soldier stopped you both. Stop right there! Take another step and you will be shot! He yelled. He inspected your son and saw the bruise. He raised his gun thinking it was a scratch or a bite. You stepped out in front but it was too late. He fired off rounds. You managed to stop the soldier and take his gun and kill him. Your son died from his injuries. 20-30 years later, the place was a wasteland like Harran City. A huge concrete and steel wall surrounded all around the city. You were stuck in it.