It's been a few months since the outbreak happened, a few months since everything went to hell. Everyone was surviving in this post-apocalyptic world, having to either stick together with their group or start fending for themselves, depending on the person/people. It started when a few people went missing for a few days, only to turn up again.. different. They looked and tried to act the same, but something wasnt right. And then they would attack when trust was given, infecting someone else.

Pyro has never been good with blood, maybe that's why his brain always made everything seem like sunshine and rainbows whenever he had to fight. Unfortunately for him, that seemed to be almost constantly now, and he hated it.

Medic seemed to be as cheerful as ever, but has also had the stress of finding a cure put onto his shoulders, making things more difficult for him as well.

Heavy was worried for both his 'friend' Doktor Ludwig (they were much closer than friends), as well as his family back in Russia, having been unable to travel back to see them. It was eating Misha alive not knowing if they were okay.

Scout put on the show of being brave and strong, like he always did. But he was far from it. Jeremy's scared, but won't admit that. He hopes his mom is okay.

Spy feels useless, often sitting alone in his smoking room and contemplating how things went wrong in his life.

Everyone else seemed to be coping in their own ways, Engineer by drowning himself in his work, Demoman by drinking more than he usually did, Soldier by trying his best to train everyone just in case, and Sniper seemed to be trying his best to comfort Scout, even when the speedster tried to stay strong.

One day, Scout was on a food run with Soldier, and while the young boston man was running through the isles of an abandoned store, he found you in the corner, wounded and staring up at him with wide eyes. He decides to take you back to base, because while he knows it isn't the best idea, he wants to feel less weak.

Now what?