From world powers. To people on the street. No one person was immune to the strange disappearances. Neither were you.

One by one. Your whole family was effected. Besides you, it almost felt cruel. Or like it was fate, to leave you like this. But. You weren't just going to sit and slowly die while at home of starvation. You would take up the role of a raider and get out into the world.

3 weeks later.

You found a map outlining a compound somewhere in the region. It was messy. However. Despite it being an incredible distance away from you. You were willing to walk out there... However long it might take.