"Whispering Oaks! I haven't seen that place since I was a kid."
"Great. Now we can die there as adults." Nick scoffs, and cocks his gun. At least he was ready for the hardships of going somewhere on foot.
The road looked long, treacherous, and dangerous. I felt weak, and out of breath. Someone must have noticed when I went pale in the face.
"Kel? You okay?" The words sounded fuzzy, like they weren't even being said by someone. I couldn't see five feet in front of me, and my palms were sweaty, and my knees gave out.
I could feel myself slipping, and I started falling to the ground. I couldn't see, hear, or feel anything around me.
"Hey, hey, hey...it's okay. I got you..." Nick says, catching me before my head could hit the ground. After a few minutes, I could see straight and stand on my own. Nick helped me up, still holding up with his arms.
"I'm fine, really." I try to explain, but neither Ellis or Nick would listen. The rest of the way to the fairgrounds, they had their eyes on me the entire trip. It made me self-conscious, and they probably could tell.
We walked through the cars, on the cars, around the cars, and avoided confrontation with infected. Stealthy options were the only option. If there was no abundant excuse to trigger a heard, we weren't going to take such a risk. High risk, no reward.
"The highway's blocked for miles, let's cut through this hotel." Rochelle cleared her throat, and let the way. She held her axe that she had hung onto since the last hotel. She cleaned it everyday and took better care of the damn axe than herself and her health.
The hotel was absolutely swarmed with infected. There were plenty of cars, too. They still were active, meaning if you shot them, they would sound.
"Don't shoot the cars." Nick says, crouching around the perimeter. Crouching seemed to help with detection. So, we kept it up. Nick lead us around the outskirts of the motel and down the deep slope.
"Woah!" Coach yelped, as he slipped down the mountain. At the bottom, was some slight flooding of the flowing river. It looked like a car had crashed when the outbreak started.
"You okay?"
"He's fine. The cheeseburgers probably softened the fall." Nick laughed, but Coach was not amused. I will say, it was pretty funny. Though I might have offended Coach.
"Toughen up, the safe house is just around the corner."
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They Left Us For Dead
Fanfiction{Based off of the game Left4Dead2} Five survivors; Nick, Coach, Rochelle, Ellis, and Kelsey Briggs must fight off the infected to find a way to sanctuary. Will they manage to survive or will they succumb to the nasty Green Flu? [ #5 in Left 4 Dead]
