I don't own Left 4 Dead. Valve does.
I read the free parts of The Sacrifice on the Left 4 Dead wiki, and it came to me.
What happened to Ray? Ray, Louis's buddy who stayed at his condo because he didn't want to get infected? The guy who tried to get through to Louis, before the signal was cut off. They worked at Franklin Brothers, some place that would help you with PC issues.
I don't know if, in the rest of the comics, Ray's fate is revealed. I do know a good opportunity when I see it. Alright, I don't. But this could work...
"Come into work, Ray. Trust me, I got a good feeling about this." Louis said.
Ray was about to retort, "You always do."
Beep beep beep.
"Goddamn, service down again?" Ray said. He sighed. The dark condo he lived in was starting to feel too gloomy, even for him. Maybe Louis is right. Maybe it will blow right on ov- His train of thought derailed as he watched what happened outside.
A man was running from some more people, but tripped. Ray assumed they'd help him up and get back to whatever game they were playing. The man was crawling out of the group, when one of the others grabbed his leg and bit down.
The first man yelled out, and more people started to surround him. Ray watched in horror as they pulled back and the man was gone. All that was left was a lot of blood and some flesh and bones.
He turned away too late from the gruesome sight. It was all he could think about. Could they be infected? Is that what it causes people to do?
He shook his head. That was impossible; nothing natural could explain this.
He checked that his door was locked before turning on his TV. Ray flicked the channel to a local news station.
"... virus. CEDA is advising everyone to stay inside and barricade your homes. Report unusual behavior. Avoid all contact with infected individuals."
"What the hell?" Ray asked out loud. He caught himself. Why would they be saying to barricade? This all seems like a lot more than some flu.
"And now, let's go to our live reporter, Tony Garen."
"Thanks, Nathan. Alright, so we're here right at CEDA HQ, and they seem locked up tight. Ah, look. Someone's coming. Sir, if we could have a wo-" The camera was covered in a green slime as it turned. Ray could only make a faint outline of a fat man.
On the screen, the reporter swore but tried to keep going. "He must be infected or something, if he's sick enough to puke."
Voices could be heard beyond the camera but on TV. "Oh God, they're covered in Boomer bile, sir!"
"They're contaminated and are now considered infected."
"Orders?"
The reporter only said, "Ah, yes. We're with-"
He was interrupted by a gruff, "Take 'em down."
A barrage of bullets crackled through the air, and as the green bile finally was clearing from the camera Ray could see the cameraman and reporter both lying on the ground, dead, with the camera on its side. It looked right into Tony's face, dead but still flush and healthy-looking.
No trace of infection.
The screen changed back to the main reporter in the safety of the studio. He looked shocked. Suddenly, a door slammed open somewhere off camera.
"Everyone get out! Mandatory CEDA evacuation!"
The screen switched and stayed at "We are experiencing technical difficulties, please wait."
Ray was shocked. They just killed two people, and evacuated the studio. What the hell?
He looked outside again, and saw an army jeep pull up. A small group of people ran towards it, and the soldiers opened fire.
"Attention all those in are, local evacuation is at Mercy Hospital." A soldier said, with speakers and a megaphone.
Ray shook his head. He ignored the blaring voice, and sat down to take a nice nap in his chair.
"Open up! CEDA official evac!" A voice said from the other side of his door.
Ray sighed and opened the door. A man in full biohazard gear was in front of him. "Come on, we have to get going. Evac vehicle is out front."
Ray nodded as he was led outside. Then he widened his eyes as the biohazard man said, "Man, those bastards bite hard."
So... yeah. Hope you liked it, and more chapters will be up sometime.