Etzer était prêt, la porte sifflait, et un feu vert devint rouge, signalant que la porte s'ouvrirait bientôt. Il a glissé ouvert, révélant des soldats infectés. La femme à côté de lui a tiré furieuse dans l'armurerie, en enlevant l'un d'eux, et en trempant le fsce de l'un d'eux en lambeaux, mais il était toujours debout.
Etzer a entendu des cris et des coups de feu derrière lui. Les personnes infectées sont arrivées au traitement des survivants, et il ne fait aucun doute qu'elles viendront ensuite. Ils devaient entrer dans l'armurerie et s'y enfermer. L'un d'eux cherchait une loi, l'autre une colombe derrière un comptoir, avec des magnésines et des grenades. Des grenades. Etzer pointa son fusil en direction des grenades et tira. Dès que les balles ont pris contact avec les grenades, la pièce s'est remplie de coups et d'explosions. Au bout de quelques secondes, les explosions s'étaient arrêtées, et les soldats foudroyés ont été réduits à une pulpe sanglante. Leurs restes ont été éparpillés à travers la pièce comme de la peinture rouge, et le trio était libre de marcher à l'intérieur.
Etzer a cherché le panneau de contrôle, mais quand il l'a trouvé, c'était aussi une victime de l'explosion. Leur seul moyen d'échapper était une porte au bout de l'armurerie. Il y avait encore des armes dans les sections renforcées de l'armurerie. Quand Etzer eut fini avec un court coup de raclage à travers l'armurerie, il se trouva armé d'un nouveau M4A4 avec huit magazines attachés à une sangle, un pistolet Colt M1911, une fusée éclairante, et attaché à sa ceinture, un couteau de combat. Il y avait des conversations assez bruyantes provenant du traitement des survivants, mais Etzer ne pouvait pas tout à fait comprendre ce qu'ils disaient. Tout ce qu'il savait c'était qu'ils devaient sortir d'ici. Sur la porte, il y avait un bouton rouge. Etzer l'a appuyé, et la porte a glissé ouverte, révélant un couloir sombre. Il s'est tourné vers les deux femmes.
"Vous venez ou pas? Le reste des infectés sera là d'un moment à l'autre." Il s'est retourné dans le couloir sombre. Il a tiré une fusée dans le couloir, c'est de la lumière révélant aucune porte, sauf à l'extrémité, et qu'il n'y avait pas d'infection. Etzer a commencé à marcher dans le couloir, vers la faible lumière de l'éruption qui allait bientôt s'évanouir.
Name: Etzer Kilono
Gender: Male
Age: 29
Nationality: From California
Surviving Family: None that he knows of
Former Occupation: Worked at a Donut Shop
Backstory: Etzer lived in California with his mother and sister. Ever since his rich dad divorced his mom and left them alone with barely any money, Etzer has been living with them. Since his mom had to work to jobs, she had the car, while his sister was put in a cheap daycare. This went on for eight months before T-1C. The daycare his sister was in was raided by those... Things, and they killed everyone in it. He then watched his mother's throat get torn open, the jugular gushing blood like a fountain. He ran, and ran. It was all he could ever think about, all he could ever do. He eventually found an abandoned house, and lived of canned food, as he didn't want to risk anything that had been left out. After a week, living in an abandoned house, Etzer was surrounded by the things. He grabbed a knife, and killed them. It was the first time he ever killed, and something triggered inside him that told him it wouldn't be the last.
Etzer moved from that house once it was torn up, and all the food was gone. He traveled, his food and water slowly diminishing, as well as his hope. The world had gone to shit, and his was on his own, the last drops of water in his bottle, stayed there until he couldn't bare it anymore and drank it. He was worn out, thirsty, hungry, weak, and soon, was almost lifeless. He laid on the ground and waited for the infected to come, but they didn't. He was left their to suffer. He was on the ground for a day. Only when he woke up, did he hear the screams of the infected around him. Only then, was he hopeful that he walls be put out of his dreadful misery. But he wasn't.
That's when the rescue teams came in. He asked and asked to be killed, but they weren't having any of it. They gave him water, and it refreshed him, replenished him, into a new person. He wasn't weak anymore, he wasn't unstable. He was Etzer, the Badass Donut Shop guy who could kill an infected person. With that cheesy moral support he gave himself, he was able to hang on, and make it to the rig, which is where his story ends. It's not the most exciting, or, 'life-saving' story, but it was what happened.
Appearance: Etzer is tall, standing at exactly 6'0. He is built strong, but what he went through wore him down, and now while he is built strong, he doesn't have the strength needed to accommodate his body. His once shoulder length brown hair, is cut short. He has soft brown eyes, but while they appear soft, they can become steel, and unforgiving at any moment. Besides his eyes, also decorating his face are many scars, indicated he's had a rough time out there.