Disclaimer- I do not own left 4 dead or it's characters nor do I make any money from this. However my characters are my property.
Okay so this would be the next chapter lots of action ahead so I hope it's understandable. I've tried my best hope you enjoy the story.
I was up to 2576 stalks of corn when gunfire and screams erupted within the vast expanse of said cornfield. I sat back a little tense and waited certain that they could handle the sparse amount of infected within the gloom of the stalks. I checked the gloves and jacket again making sure I would pass as human to them ready to scream out to stop if they shot at me.
"Remember not to show those pearly whites of yours jackass," I said to myself as I covered stopped smiling. All things considered they made excellent time and were coming toward me as I was talking to myself. When they saw me sitting as I was the effect was instant as they raised their guns all pointing in my direction and I was positive they would shoot until Bill spoke up.
"Five seconds to talk buddy," he said a hint of malice in his voice.
"And here I thought you guys would recognize an old friend. Especially after that heartfelt message I left back in the saferoom," I said faking a slightly sad voice. When the words came from my mouth I was happy to hear that I still had my voice.
"Bob?" asked Bill. I nodded as they all lowered their weapons and the realization came to their faces. Bill walked forward to put out his hand which I took in a firm shake.
"It's good to see your alive and all but how did ya get out of the city," asked Bill.
"Forget about the city how did you survive? That tank sent you flying out of a two story building." said Francis cutting in.
"I was lucky with I fall just got cut up a bit and as for how I got out well let's just say that mercy wasn't the only evac still running," I said.
"So wait how did you know to come here?" asked Zoey.
"The guy that gave me the ride told me about the trail and sent me on my way something about checkpoints between pickups. I've been waiting here for a bit now waiting for the right time to contact the next pickup," I said lying through my teeth.
"Well whatever man I for one just think it's good to see you it's been a crazy two nights so far. I mean you wouldn't believe what's been happening," said Louis.
"Yeah some crazy hunter has some kind of crush on Zoey. First he save her and then he doesn't kill her and jumps into a pole it was hilarious, you shoulda been there," said Francis.
"FRANCIS," hissed Zoey blushing a little bit. I inwardly smirked a little bit at the thought of the past night when the events had transpired.
"Well Zoey i have to say I'm a little jealous of this hunter," I said. My response gave her more reason to blush as she was fighting with the biker.
"Alright, alright reunions over. Bob you said something about a pickup so I assume that there's a radio nearby," said Bill. I nodded and motion for them to follow me into the house as I opened the door and walked into the house.
"Word of warning don't go into the upstairs bedroom," I said.
"Why?" asked Zoey.
"Two weeks of the infection and you really need to asked that question," said Louis. Zoey paled a little realizing the slight foolishness of the question as the pieces of the puzzle fell into place for her.
"Let's just say the owner isn't feeling well and leave it at that," I answered her softly. She nodded and was quiet for the rest of the short walk to the room where the radio resided still squawking away in the same voice as it had been since I arrived.
"There ya go the key to our salvation," I said as I gestured to the radio. Bill walked up to it just as the man on the other end finished his latest call for survivors.
"Hello we copy there are five of us here all ready and willing," he said. The voice crackled at the other end in a relieved tone.
"Thank god I was beginning you guys weren't going to show thought Jake crashed before he could drop you off," said the man on the other end.
"So how long till we can expect pickup from this place," asked Bill.
"I'm about fifteen minutes away so when your ready call me up to come get you. I would suggest setting up a defense the infected will come running to the sound of the engine of this monster and the farm house is in their way. Alright so call back when your good and ready," said the voice as it cut out.
"So what's the plan Bill?" asked Francis. Bill was thinking for a moment no doubt taking in all the possible outcomes and looking around the place for weaknesses.
"Ok the windows have some fairly heavy boards on them so they shouldn't be an issue. It's a good thing you were here Bob having five people will make this a lot easier. So I want you to cover us from the second floor with that rifle of yours and Francis you and Louis will cover the back door. Zoey and I will cover the front if any of us runs out of ammo the other covers them until they get more or until they find a heavy object. Alright everyone got it?" stated Bill.
We all nodded and went about collecting as much ammo as we could from the stockpile on the kitchen table. Before we got to our posts I stopped Zoey and handed her my hatchet.
"Here it's been good luck for me so far and I won't need it on the roof," I said. She smiled at me and accepted the weapon putting it in her belt.
"Thanks," she said.
"Okay everyone I'm making the call so get to your positions now," said Bill cutting into the moment.
"Everything's gonna be just peachy," I said walking up the stairs as Bill called it in. I could hear his voice as well as our rescuers response and then all was quiet around and in the farmhouse save for a few clicks of safeties going off and bullets being chambered.
Then I heard it a dull roar in the distance the sound of a powerful engine being started up. The infected heard it too from their various dwellings and an eerie roar erupted as hundreds if not thousands of voices seem to chorus all at once. The sound sent a shiver up my spine and soon they were coming for us their imminent arrival punctuated by their inhuman cries.
I rushed through the master bedroom the body still covered by the blanket and went out a window whose boards had been broken. I walked onto the roof to see the razor wire surrounding the edges of the roof and I was facing the cornfield. However something about it seemed off as it seemed to be moving without any wind to move it.
I got my rifle from its place on my back and looked through the scope to see the swift and insanely agile movements of the infected. I called down to the others telling them to get ready for a big horde and Bill called back to me barking orders to the others as he did so.
I started to pickoff the infected that I could aiming for the ones moving closely together ensuring a hit. I killed about five before I heard the others open fire and started seeing the virtual wave of infected fall as bullets cut into their ranks.
The spectacular sight of blood and gore as the bullets hit the wall of infected was punctuated by the loud chatter of automatic weapons, booms of a shotgun, and the sharp cracks of my hunting rifle.
I watched through my scope as the heads exploded and bodies were knocked back by the force of some shots making red blooms as heavy rounds smashed into chests. The carnage was almost unimaginable even in real war it was never like this never this violent or graphic.
The infected paid no mind to their dead and dying brethren the living ones simply trampled them in their race to get at the meat. Two more shot's came from my rifle and I was out reloading as soon as I heard the click. In no time I was firing into the crowd again but for everyone I killed ten more took its place.
Soon the amount of ground the infected had gained was noticeable and I could hear the others shouting as they got closer. I started to conserve my ammo taking shots at the infected that got too close to the others.
I covered them as they took care of the greater threat of the horde. I was going in circles around the roof going from one side to the other covering Bill and Zoey then Louis and Francis.
"It's a good thing I don't get tired anymore," I said roughly as I continued the perpetual laps across the roof. I was doing a good job of covering the others from the stray infected but sooner or later the infected would overwhelm us if it kept up like this.
I was on my fifth clip when I heard the coughing to my left in the barn. I looked to see an infected shoot out a long tongue at Louis catching him around the leg.
I turned and shot the infected as it started to drag Louis away screaming as he was pulled down to the ground. I shot it a second time and it died in a big puff of smoke then I turned to cover Louis as he got up off the ground. Three more infected dead and about five minutes into the whole ordeal with ten more to go.
I continued to fire as did the others Louis having recovered all of us shooting at the horde almost vaporizing some unfortunate infected caught in the hail of bullets. It was long until I saw Francis pull out two bottles light them up and throw they into the crowd. The mob of infected along with the ground caught ablaze and the smell of charred flesh was quick to spread through the air.
The rest of the horde rushed into the flames to die like moths did with a campfire. They perished in flailing masses as the fire consumed the flesh from their bones I was shocked by the sight. Despite those mere hundred or so which had died in the flames there were hundreds more to take their place.
I was back to covering the others in no time and soon more infected were falling because of my shots and soon enough I was out of ammo for my rifle.
"I'm out!" I screamed down to Bill. I was lucky my voice carried over the sound of the battle.
"Then get yer ass down here and help us any other way you can!" yelled Bill right back never pausing in firing into the horde.
I rushed back into the window out of the room and down the stairs to go help Bill and Zoey since Francis and Louis had more Molotov's and fewer infected coming at them. I rushed out the front door and took my place on Bills right side on the porch and started firing at any infected that got too close with my double-barrel.
There was cursing and screams and gunfire all abound as the action kept going all in the matter of minutes I alone had taken at least sixty lives. Hundreds more were taken as a whole by the group and the bodies piled up as the other infected scuttled over the dead like ants. We all kept shooting and copious amounts of blood guts and gore covered the ground where each infected fell.
An infected woman's head all but exploded as the buckshot hit her face and tore it to little more than red ribbons of. It splattered across my face and some got in my mouth and for a second I paused strangely enjoying the taste in my mouth. Bill seemed to notice as he shook me roughly and snapped me back to reality as more infected began to surge forward.
They seemed to have no end as they poured from the cornfield which was flattened because of the sheer number of bodies which ran through shoving and pushing to get at the fresh meat. I reloaded and emptied another buckshot sandwich into a naked man covered in viscera.
"They're almost here right?" screamed Zoey over the din.
"I hope to god they are because I don't know how much longer we can hold out," yelled Bill in response.
Moments later Zoey threw her Uzi at the crowd knocking an infected man off his feet and toppling five other behind him. She pulled out the pistols from her pockets and resumed firing into the horde which never seemed to end.
It wasn't long before Bill ran out as well as myself in which case the whole battle would dissolve into a melee in which we would be overwhelmed. The evacuation shouldn't be too far off now maybe about five more minutes which would drag on like hours undoubtedly. We were all on autopilot shooting at the infected aim not being a factor anymore due to the sheer number of the horde.
One managed to weave past the bullets and rushed bill who smashed his rifles butt into it's face crushing it's nose and pushing it back. I put one shot into it's face pointblank and watched the almost surprised expression in it's eye's disappear as it's face became a soupy mess. Bill not missing a beat resumed firing as if my shooting the infected had been his plan all along.
I heard the sound of glass shattering as Louis threw another Molotov which would keep the infected at bay on their side for the moment. Francis came rushing threw the house like a bull another Molotov in his hand and as he past us he threw it in a arc over and then onto the horde. The mass of bodies was set ablaze as the flammable liquid spilled onto them instantly igniting.
The massive horde was reduced to a twitching heap as Louis appeared on our side and threw yet another Molotov. The waves seemed to stop and other than a few agonized cries of the infected on fire all was silent.
"How many of those do you have?" I asked.
"That was the last one," stated Louis.
"Alright we have to fall back into the house this is too much we'll funnel them into the hallway so they scant surround us so easily. When our ride gets here we'll get out by jumping off the roof," said Bill.
"You sure your hip can take that fall old man?" asked Francis.
"I ain't old jackass," Bill growled.
"Sounds like a plan let's hop to it," I interrupted.
There were a few distant howls as we started back into the house to replenish our ammo and shut the doors which were still intact despite the battle moments before. As the others restocked I moved couches and any other furniture I could get my hands on in front of both doors for and extra layer which could buy us some time.
As I moved the last bit of furniture into place I found something useful a baseball bat apparently the owner of the house was a fan. I swung it to get a feel for it and found it satisfactory enough to replace my hatchet.
"Bob if your done reliving your childhood over there maybe you could get some ammo and get ready because their pretty damn close!" shouted Bill shooting out the window by the door to make his point.
I nodded and went to the table to get some more ammo shoving as much as I could into the pockets of my jacket and pants. Then I slapped in a fresh clip checking the safety that evil little switch which could spell death so easily. Then again the infected didn't want me they wanted the sane ones not five feet from me.
I took position by Francis at the back door looking through the scope of my rifle at the tree line through the window seeing movement. The howling grew louder and I started to shoot the frontrunners who fell in heaps as their bodies failed them. Soon enough they were close enough for Francis whose shotgun started to make loud booms as it stopped infected as if they ran into a wall.
The chatter of automatic fire came from the other side of the house as Bill, Zoey, and Louis opened up on the horde outside banging on the door. It wasn't long before Francis and I were overwhelmed as well and the infected on our side reached the door and started to claw at it.
I continued to fire with my rifle not even aiming anymore since they were so close just pointing in the general direction of the infected got the intended result and soon flects of blood covered my face. The sound of wood splintering reached my ears as an arm burst through I tried to shoot the infected but my gun clicked signaling that I was out of bullets.
I then smashed the butt of the rifle into the infected mans face so hard that a few cracks appeared in the wooden stock he flew back face utterly destroyed by the strike. For the first time I think I saw Francis gawk at something he didn't do himself and he paused for a minute before continuing to fire into the crowd of snarling faces with tearing hands. The door was slowly being reduced to splinters and wouldn't hold for too much longer it was a good thing I stacked all available furniture in front.
I reloaded the rifle and shot out the door five times ripping through the crowd with tremendous effect as giant exit wounds were made as the bullets went through infected as if they were tissue paper. As I pulled the trigger for my sixth shot a slimy tongue sailed through the crowd through the hole in the door around my rifle and pulled it along with my upper body through the hole.
The ragged edges of the wood scratched me up as my face greeted a dozen or so infected waiting outside and soon I lost my grip and my rifle was pulled into the abyss of bodies as the infected began to pummel me. I guess it didn't matter that I was one of their own since I was between them and the meat so they began to pull and push trying to get me the new obstacle out of the way.
I fought back fiercely my new muscles making my punches and pushes knock infected on their asses but there were too many and even as they pulled Francis pulled harder griping me by my belt and jacket. It would have been comical had I not been being almost ripped apart at the time being used as the rope in a sick game of tug-of-war. At some point one of the infected had pulled off one of my gloves freeing the clawed hand within and ending the twisted game as I slashed at their faces and throats leaving ragged wounds and getting splashed in arterial blood spray.
By the time Francis got the upper hand I was gouging out some poor fucks eyes my rational mind almost completely lost in the melee when my comrade got me back through the hellish portal that was the hole in the door I must have had a deranged look in my eyes. My teeth were bared as Francis looked at me in shock and the realization that soon came over me calmed me knowing I was back among the ones that shouldn't know my secret.
Good thing he was looking at my face or he might have noticed my claws even with the racket the infected were making still doggedly tearing at the door and the crude barricade keeping them out. I quickly composed myself and hid my naked hand at my side making sure to keep it out of sight.
"Man you look like hell if I didn't know any better I'd say you were one of those vampires out there," Francis said his voice tense.
"Well seeing as I not we better get back to fighting for our lives," I said while wiping the blood off my face with my jackets sleeve. Francis nodded picking up his shotgun no doubt discarded on the floor when I was pulled through in his effort to help me.
I took my double-barrel from it's holster flicked of that damn safety and began to fire into the crowd alongside him seeing the faces disappear as they were blown into gore red chunks. Within the short time period since we began the walls adjacent to the door looked like some sick attempt at abstract art. The infected had nearly obliterated the door by now which was shattered to splinters the only thing keeping them back was the furniture and our almost never ending volleys of buckshot.
Soon enough I was out putting my double-barrel into it's holster nearly dropping it as I reached for the bat which was just feet away. As soon as my fingers closed around it I swung with one arm and smashed in and infected woman's face sending her reeling back acting as a bowling ball knocking over more infected who were in turn trampled as more came forward all wanting the goddamn meat.
I swung like a Wildman leaving smashed in faces and broken ribs, arms, and the occasional leg in my wake Francis all the while had run out shells and started using his shotgun very much like I was using the bat. We were holding them off pretty well Francis keeping up with me swing for swing the butt of his shotgun doing just as good a job as the bat.
Then that bloody tongue came forth again wrapping around my bat and pulled but this time I dug in and pulled back Francis grabbing the slimy appendage as well and we pulled and soon enough the boil and pustule covered face of the infected which it belonged to came into place. We yanked yet again bringing it's flailing form into the house the other infected around it still outside trying to get in but failing as they tried to get over their own piled up dead.
When in was finally on the ground at our feet I raised the bat over my head still wrapped in it's limp tongue and brought it down on it's head splitting it open burst pustules and boils releasing the noxious smoke into the air. We were coughing and were almost overrun by the infected that had managed to scramble over the barricade but I side stepped the one that lunged for me as did Francis.
Simultaneously we brought our clubs down upon their back hearing a wet snap as they impacted then hitting them again in the head for good measure. Francis then rounded and decked an infected halfway through the door frame knocking it back into the horde beyond further hindering their efforts.
"There aren't that many left!" shouted Francis as he smashed in another face.
"Yeah let's hope it stays that way. Hey Bill how much longer?" I yelled dislocating yet another jaw and shoving the owner back knocking down his friends as well.
"The pricks should be here any minute," he yelled back.
"I hope so I don't know how much longer I can keep this up," yelled Zoey chopping into an infected woman's face then wrenching the blade free to strike at another.
"Shit, shit, shit," hissed Louis punctuating the severity of the situation. In between the yells of communication we were all firing and fighting against the onslaught of our single-minded enemy still trying despite the tremendous loses which they took with no sign of stopping.
I bashed in the skull of the last infected on our side and had to stop myself from swinging at the thin air since the motion had become so natural in those sparse moments of battle. I took in my surroundings as the fight on our side came to a halt Francis's heavy breathing my own breathing seemingly unaffected by the intense combat and the lingering tat, tat, tat of automatic fire.
Soon the gunshots stopped and all I could hear was silence and the ringing in my own ears as well as the shallow breathing of the others no doubt exhausted and still with more fighting to come even with our rescue minutes possibly seconds away. As all the information was going through my head a loud horn interrupted the silence and the roar of powerful motors. Everyone seemed to freeze up as the sounds reached their ears and a man blared on a megaphone.
"Is anyone alive in there were here to take you to the safezone. Hello anyone at all you have ten seconds to make yourself known or we're going," he said the megaphone blaring out every detail in that oh so distinctive tone like in the beginning days of infection.
Bill snapped out of the stupor before anyone else and started yelling while going out the front door hands up to show he wasn't infected. As he scrambled over the makeshift barricade I had set up he was illuminated by a heavy flood light and for a moment that doorway looked like the path to heaven and it might as well have been.
We all followed on the way I set my hood back on as it had come down at some point during the battle. The floodlight nearly blinded me and I had to put my hand up to shield my eyes as Bill talked to megaphone man.
"We're all fine we want to get the hell out of here," Bill shouted over the roar of the engine.
"That's why we're here sir picked up your distress call. Now please all of you get out here and on board.
The ramp to the back compartment of the armored beast in front of us opened and two soldiers came out to either side to cover us should any infected be nearby. We all clambered up the ramp as fast as we could and the soldier quickly followed the ramp closing fast behind them as they sat down with the rest of us. Soon the engine picked up and we were moving and the megaphone man was down among us closing the hatch he had been up through closed behind him.
"You are a lucky bunch. Good thing our man radioed us or you guys would still be in the shit. Anyway it's great you made it we'll be at the safezone in about fifteen till then it should be a smooth ride to the base not even one of those giants can dent this puppy," he said patted the wall of the APC we were currently in.
"So uh are we really safe or what?" asked Zoey a little unbelieving which was understandable under the circumstances.
"Yes ma'am we surly are as soon as we get to base we'll get you guys set up with some quarters, food, and all behind about five layers of fences and walls with about a thousand trained personal with plenty of guns. We even have some doctors if any of you happen to be injured so there's nothing to worry about," he said in that crisp tone that told me he was military.
Zoey nodded then sighed as she put her head in her hands and then leaned back to relaxed for the short ride to the base.
"It's good to finally be safe after going through that hell but I have to admit I'm gonna miss it a little," stated Francis.
"You crazy fuck I can't wait to get some goddamn peace after all this shit. I swear that's the last time I go to your bar Francis," said Bill leaning back.
"I second that motion," said Louis.
Megaphone man just chuckled a little at the small banter which went about the group like wildfire. I sat back keeping my one hand in my jacket pocket hiding it from view it might have went unnoticed during the fight but now it would be like a naked man running into traffic.
"What about you Bob how do you feel?" asked Zoey startling me from my thoughts.
The others looked to me waiting for my reply regarding our rescue with expecting faces. I was quiet for a little while before I answered the question catching everyone's attention as I drew breath it was as if I was on some bad tv show and the suspense was killing the mass audience waiting with baited breath.
"I think we'll be just peachy," I said honestly secretly knowing I was lying given my condition which seemed to remind me of itself as a sudden pain shot threw my body.
I saw the others expression through strained eyes as I tried to hide it failing miserably as the hand in my pocket clutched my stomach and I shut my eyes tight. I heard the others start as Zoey came to my side.
"Are you okay?" she questioned but it seemed so far and dim barely audible to me. I slowly nodded my head even as it seemed to spin and I caught even more attention from those around me. I looked up catching my breath as the pain receded from my body dissipating like a fading dream. I looked around and everyone had this look on their face and it was so fucking irritating.
"What are you all looking at I'm fine!" I snapped which startled Zoey who had been right next to me. They all looked startled even Francis and Bill as If I was a family dog which had snapped at it's master. The megaphone man seemed to give me a look before getting up and making his way to where the driver was and the soldiers seemed to snap to attention. Apparently my response was louder than I thought.
"It's alright Bob no one said anything was wrong with you buddy," said Louis. As he said this I could hear the whispering of megaphone man as he talked to someone over the radio in up front by the driver.
"Yeah no need to go crazy or anything," said Francis. At that I snapped again not wanting to hear that word I wasn't like them I wasn't fucking nuts.
"I'm not crazy!" I snapped again startling everyone again. They were even more uneasy this time as they recovered and I knew I had just made a big mistake.
"It's okay Bob, Francis didn't mean it now did you Francis," chided Zoey like a mother. Francis nodded an apologetic look on his face and Bill just seemed to be more wary of me as did the soldiers. I relaxed and tried to calm down the raw emotions draining from my being anything to try and make them not see me for what I was. I breathed deeply and counted backwards from ten further calming myself down feeling less tense that oh so familiar pain of the infection changing me from the inside out at the back of my mind by now.
"I'm sorry I just get a little emotional at times I have a condition used to see a psychiatrist before this all happened," I said lying only partially. True my condition was the infection but I did see a shrink before this hell broke loose.
The others seemed to buy it and Zoey returned to my side rubbing my back as I leaned over head in my one gloved hand. The ride was smooth despite the bulky vehicle we were in and the sound of the heavy APC helped calm me some so I focused on that and the hand rubbing my back along with the sounds of reassurance from Zoey.
When I looked back up my eyes a little wet the others gave me apologetic looks even Bill though he still seem wary still retaining that memory of me when I snapped. In my anger and pain I must have cut my tongue on my sharpened teeth because I tasted blood and there was no other way it could have been there.
The soldiers had also relaxed and megaphone man came back interrupting our moment with the news of our arrival.
"Okay people we're here so please go down the ramp in and orderly manner and follow me to the front gate calmly no out bursts or the soldiers are liable to shoot due to orders," he said as he lead the way out as the ramp went down.
"Come on Bob lets go," said Zoey slightly tugging on my shoulder. I got up and we all went out Bill at the front with Francis and Louis in the middle and me and Zoey at the back. My senses were assaulted by the fresh air as I stepped out of the APC and followed Zoey hand in gloved hand as we went with the rest of the group megaphone man at the front waving to the guards at the gates.
They waved back and he stopped and we continued walking toward the soldiers whom had gasmasks on along side some men in hazmat suits. The hair on my neck stood up as I saw those men in the suits and their various equipment. The others tensed a little but were mostly calm sure of their safety but I was infected what if they could tell.
A soldier stopped us with his hand straight up in front of him to signal us to halt as he nodded for his partner to come forward.
"Sorry but your all going to have to relinquish your weapons before going through to the safezone," he said motioning to our various guns.
His partner went about us collecting our various weapons and ammo holding them gingerly as if cradling a baby. He brought them over to the main guy who took a look then picked up my hatchet and handed it back to Zoey.
"You can keep the axe we only need the guns and ammo," he said handing it to Zoey who accepted it. That made me feel a little better after all I had been through a lot with that hunk of metal and it had been hard enough giving up the shotgun.
Our bags were then searched and given back since they had nothing of real values among their contents. The soldier then motion for the men in hazmat suits who came forward and produced some kind of machine which they held up to Bill first.
"Sir please blow into this," the man said. Bill shrugged as he complied and once the machine took in his breath it beeped and they nodded as Bill was told he was allowed to enter through the gates.
"I'll wait till the others are cleared thank you very much," he said shooing off a soldier leading him to the gate. They went to Francis next who grudgingly complied with a scowl and another beep then onto Louis who again received a beep and both were motioned next to Bill. Then Zoey who again came up with a beep and went to join the others who were still waiting for me despite being cleared to go through.
I wasn't stupid I knew what they were doing they were checking us for the infection but if I made any move to resist or run I'd probably be shot. As the hazmat guy approached me his face visible through the plastic face covering I saw megaphone man motion for something out of the corner of my eye.
"Sir please blow into this," the hazmat guy said becoming irritated with my statue act.
I slowly leaned forward and blew into the machine which took a moment to register the information all the while I waited for what felt like eternity for what I knew was going to happen. The sound of the beep I got was that of a negative you lose sound as if I was on a game show and just got voted off.
The hazmat man stared at me fear etched into his face as he slowly backed away and the two guards came forward guns pointed at me. I quickly put my hands in the air in surrender as they shouted at me in incoherent tones that I couldn't understand. The others were being held back asking what the hell was wrong as they were restrained.
"Sir should we shoot him," yelled the head guard.
"Hey nothings fucking wrong with me don't shoot I'm not infected," I pleaded stepping forward slightly. The soldier only answered by aiming at my head more so than before which made me step back.
"No the stitches want a lab rat and we can give em one," said megaphone man from my left. Then I heard Zoey screaming to stop as something a rifle butt most likely smashed into the back of my head knocking me forward onto my face. Through the screams of my friends and their threats to the soldiers I could hear megaphone man right beside me.
"Don't worry we have such big plans for you," he said.
The screams and all the other chatter then began to fade as I slipped into the darkness of my mind for the umpteenth time in my life.
Okay well hope you like it next chap out soon hopefully and see you next time or not.