At the moment

by otiswashere

So yeah, first story, please go easy on the reviews. Sitting in the Safe room has a lot of tentison in it.

So yeah! I don't own Left 4 Dead, only the poem.

At the moment.

At the moment we sat in a safe room, waiting for the sun to raise bright and early as it always did.

At the moment we would reload our weapons and wait for dawn.

At the moment we read the writings on the blood covered walls of the safer area than outside.

At the moment we joked, waiting for the sun, or light of Hell shin.

At the moment we could hear the growls and gurgling of the enemy outside waiting, too, for the sun to rise.

At the moment we saw the sun break thought the night sky and for a moment, only a moment, all was peaceful.

At the moment we started our journey for the next place of safety and peacefulness.

At the moment we wished for the pain to stop and for the fear to become happiness.

But when do planed things happen?