Just like in the movies - or in the worst nightmares of those paranoid conspiracists - one day the apocalypse happened. It had been totally unexpected to everyone, even the government hadn't been considering this outcome. It happened due to a black science experiment gone wrong, it had been left unattended for a moment too much and started creating spores. Deadly spores that seemed to turn humans into sort of mindless beasts, zombies.

When the government found out, it was already too late. But as the good soldier with a saviour complex, John was in the first lines, geared up and ready alongisde TF141 holding onto that desperate hope that he could still fix this. But he couldn't, he was too late. The spores were already in the air. When everything broke down, John wasn't with you, his lovely spouse. You'd been at home, stressing yourself like crazy, hoping John could fix this. You weren't a fighter of any sort, you were an absolute sweetheart. All you could do was sit back and wait for Price to come for you.