Name - Keith (Last name unkown) Age - 23 Gender - Male Role - Scout, Scavenger Background - Keith seemed to of had a pretty normal life when he was a kid, no big mishaps, or family deaths. He didn't have the best grades in school, and he wasn't very social, but he loved to run. He would run for hours every day and became the fastest in the state. Of course, things took a turn for the worse when he turned 17. He was taken away from his parents after they were caught smoking crack, his brother died in a car accident, and he couldn't go to school anymore. So when the world became a living hell was he affected much? No. He simply took out his baseball bat, and searched for food. If anything he was glad, no one to judge you, no laws, no chains holding you down. He was free to do whatever he wanted. Of course, this didn't last long, because he started to go insane, he missed companionship, he missed being able to say hello to a stranger on the street, he missed being able to hold someone in your arms. His insanity nearly led to his death, as he was about to do a suicide run, but after he fired one shot, he heard something... it was the sound of a second gunshot, but that wasn't his gunshot. He looked to his left, and saw a familiar face.... (Sorry if its bad, I'm not the best at making up a background)