The boat had been sailing along the coast for a few days. Virgil, the man and owner of the boat, saved us from our impending death on the plantation. He let us stay on his boat, and was even planning on helping us get to New Orleans. He was seemingly a good man, who lost his wife to the Green Flu.
The few days we were on the boat, were nice. We weren't worried about fighting. We were just a group of six who were floating on the ocean. It was freeing, and isolating at the same time.
"Looks like we have problem..." Virgil stopped the boat, and came out to talk to us. At this point, we were all worried. Our record of staying with our saviors isn't every long. In fact, the people who rescue us, usually die within a few days.
"No way..."
"I'm almost out of gas and we're almost to a gas station. You go off and get me some gas, and I'll take y'all to New Orleans. Signal me when you've got the gas." Virgil says, and gets back to manning the boat.
We gather our stuff and get ourselves prepared for another trip.
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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]
