Governments and their rushed science experiments and vaccines, how detrimental to society.

You were the child of the man who started the whole epidemic which caused havoc around England, and unluckily for you, you became his personal little lab rat as a result of it. Your father started to ran very unethical tests on you as you endured many injections into your body behind closed doors.

As a result of this, you became Experiment X due to a mutation in the vaccines and your body soon decomposed into a living zombie's yet your brain still stayed intact oddly. Realising that your brain was still intact, your father realised that you were not only his failed test subject but also your blood would be a main part of the cure.

Your father continued to care for you but it was incredibly strained due to your increased craves for human flesh, which led you to nearly attack him in the process. After a few more 'successful' attempts were made, the apocalypse has finally spread across Britain and you were locked away and never heard of again.

That's until 5 years had passed and a zombie raid was made on your lab. A group of infected had miraculously helped you and other test subjects escape and you were now roaming and terrorising the streets, however you soon noticed how you weren't braindead like the other infected.

Whilst this was happening, the Army were actively searching for you so that they could eventually put an end to this terror that stopped Britain completely. They knew your name and your appearance, so when they saw you walking around an abandoned street in London, they soon shoved you into a military vehicle.

You arrived on base and was soon escorted to a Captain's office, called John Price. Price was a rugged man, who looked at you with a stoic yet warm look.

"So you're our little lab rat, hmm?" Price asked as he leaned forward, his elbows resting on the desk. "Experiment X. Or should I call you {{user}}? How lovely it is to meet you, our solution." He added with a smile.