Left 4 Dead: Gemini Strain.

Chapter VIII: A Rescue – Adam

Sometimes I like to fantasize that Latvia and I came in guns ablaze and with ample opportunity to escape. The reality of the situation was different of course. We came in weapons ready to see a man get assaulted by some creature that was a lot more dangerous than the common infected. Latvia made short work of the Infected as always as I focused on the assailant. My SIG 226 launched the creature off of him with a force that only rivaled my ferocity. I walked straight up to the creature with a stride and aimed my gun at its head, ceasing it flailing as a loud screech exuded from its throat to mark its passing.
"Adam, he is bleeding fairly bad." Latvia said to me in exasperation, moving a strand of loose raven colored hair out of her face.
I immediately brought my attention over to the victim and gasped in shock. Robert.
"Robert, can you hear me?" I asked strongly and yet only receiving feeble and labored breaths.
"You know him?" Latvia asked with intrigue in her voice.
"Yes." I responded flatly, already pulling out the medical supplies from my backpack. Quickly glancing over his injuries it was easy to conclude. The slashes were rather shallow, nothing I could not sew up. In all honesty the reason he might have passed out was the fatigue coupled with the shock of the creature. Possibly even emotional distress. After my handiwork on getting this guy better he should recover fairly quickly.
"Lat, hun, would you go and see if there is some space we can hold up in? Right now this open area does not suit us at all and we can't stay so exposed..."
Her face was nothing more than terrified at the prospect of having to risk going off alone. I had to give it to her, she swallowed hard and picked up her shotgun with a resolute air and went off with a nod. This was one hell of a woman.
I was alone with a bleeding, unconscious friend and throng of dead bodies. Pleasant.
Looking at him though made me elated. If Robert is alive then I'm sure that the others are too. The question that lingered was how did everyone get separated? I know that with the others visiting the seedier element of this city and myself staying at our cheap motel I happened to be quarantined within a section of the city. That was fun.
"Adam, I found a place that looks like it was used as a sleeping room considering the multitude of cots and blankets. We could fortify it if necessary though." Latvia said out of thin air to me though I was too preoccupied with my thoughts to become frightened.
"Latvia you're wonderful."
She gave me a grin and looked at Robert with a face full of pity. "Is he going to be alright?"
"Yeah, he'll live to see another day. No worries about him turning either considering the length of time since first infection." I told her with a practiced flair. "Would you help me lift him?"
She nodded her head and we set our sights to the sleeping quarters. He needed to be sewn up and we needed to actually sleep.