L4D: Mana

Chapter 7: Evil Woman

The runners flexed as they kissed concrete. We slid the door back and filed out. I stepped out and immediately, all guns were on me. The four were looking at the soldiers and Cara was terrified. I put my hands up and backed from the group slowly. My hood was down but an overcast sky allowed me vision. Soldiers with gas masks approached me, they knew what I was. I said before that God looks after us, so, I had that in mind when this happened. "I am infected. Turned. I am a Hunter, but I am friendly. I don't want to hurt anyone. I believe that my case could play a role in finding a cure." I carefully pulled back my sleeve and showed off my bite. The fact I was speaking was probably what kept them from killing me. I was approached by two soldiers and Cara looked at me with a face that was doing its best to hold back tears. As I willingly followed the soldiers, she tried to follow. "Ma'am, you can't come with him. He's a danger to your well being." She got mad at him. "Excuse me! Dangerous?! All he's done since I've come with them is go out of his way to save my life twice and then all of us in the chopper! He has put himself in more danger than he did us! Go ask the other four!" Her cheecks were red and her eyes misty but she was SEETHING. To the point that the soldiers looked more afraid of her than me. I crouched and began licking my arms, cleaning off blood and feeling for anything stuck in my skin. I started picking at some bits of fingernail and pebbles. Meanwhile the two unlucky uniforms were asking the rest of the group about my danger level under Cara's death glare. I scratched my ear with my hand like a dog and took in the scents, pine, banyan, punky wood, and the smell of the swamp in general. Ahh, where a Gator fan truly belongs. No rotting flesh, the air was clear of any sign of hostile infected. No territory markings, no smoker musk, no boomer...blargh(?), nothing. At least they were smart enough about location. Even the wall was well built, it was well above my survivable fall height and was twice the height of the tallest tree near it and nearly seven foot thick. Rebar held razor wire at increments up the wall. Besides that the whole thing was one big, smooth circular chunk. The only way in was by helicopter, there wasn't enough space for a plane to land, unless they had a Harrier land here for some reason. Cara walked over with a half satisfied face. A soldier spoke to me, "She will be watching over you outside your containment." His eyes looked tired and exasperated. My "containment" was a large room with conjoined, square columns of different heights for me to jump on, and a trough-like contraption with a spout keeping water running through indefinitely. Cara was supplied with a cot and chair just outside my cell along with access to the building cafeteria and bathrooms. I gave Cara one more hug before I let them lock me in.