Left 4 Dead: Gemini Strain.

Chapter XXIV: Chaos in Solitude – Adam

They came into the room with as much force as an explosion. The sound of the gunfire was a refreshing cacophony to Robert from what he told me. Even in his apparent shock, fatigue, and desperation he still managed to smirk at the group who had rushed in to save him with weapons ablaze and determination in their eyes. The thing was that all of this imagery and action that had played out brought to much a toll on him and he passed out.
From what I was told, as soon as Latvia had made her way back to the defense at the station the tirade had ceased because of my action of stopping the bell. What played out though upon the stemmed flow of the Infected was nothing short of a catastrophe. People were torn upon desire and fear and soon argument ensued with as much brevity as the trap laid out by Cassius. Those wounded were still crying out in pain and misery, hoping for an end to their suffering or their life. Those still capable of normal function were arguing amongst each other with both threats and misunderstanding of how to escape the city alive. Latvia witnessed this with very little comment or interruption.
I was told that she decided to size up the room at first and make some kind of decision on how to establish our plan. In the end I was glad she did this, I'm sure the others would not have the foresight to keep certain things to themselves. There were not that many left from the massive group that initially took refuge at the station. From an estimated thirty people in the beginning there were probably around twelve others excluding ourselves that were alive in some way. She would hate to have to count those that did not make it.
She had Robert in her lap in as clean as a place she could find amongst the bloodshed. She was not aware of where Russ had made of to with that man that she had a brief introduction with, Theo. The odd thing was that upon getting
inside the building first, thing she did was try and locate Robert and Lucy. Lucy was unharmed if not deeply disturbed but Robert was on the floor unconscious. It seemed that his rescuers had done nothing to help him and Latvia took it upon herself to do so.
"Is he going to be okay...?" Lucy asked Latvia hesitantly as she looked at Robert's debilitated condition with dismay.
"I'm not...yes, he is Lucy." Latvia said with a forced smile of reassurance. She personally saw that if anything Robert's condition was getting worse as time progressed. He was bleeding again and his mental state of unconsciousness and probable anxiety left her with an expression of pity. She was awaiting my arrival back so that I could look at him and give some kind of medical assistance. No one seemed to care about anyone other than themselves in the tempest of desires that all the survivors were debating.
I surprised both Lucy and Latvia when I tapped my confidante softly awaking them both from their stupor. My focus immediately shifted from the two females and the still continuing arguments to Robert and his slowly deteriorating condition. I wasted no time as I took off my backpack and began the now ritualistic search for my medical supplies.
"Always getting in trouble I see..." I muttered under my breath as I proceeded to casually strip him of his clothes to examine his injuries.
The two watched me in silence as I did my work. I made no inquiry about the rest of our group or the discussions that were rampant since the salvation I had brought to all of us. It was Latvia who finally broke my almost purposeful silence.
"I knew that you would get it to stop, Adam." she said softly to me. I made an indistinguishable grunt in response. She did not take this in offense fortunately for me.
"There must be something wrong though with you, Adam. It almost seems that you have taken on a totally different persona."
"Nonsense." I told her sharply as I began to clean the wounds yet again. Seeing them still oozing and inflamed made me feel at odds. I'm not sure why. "I'm just speculating over why he chooses to push himself so hard and be a hero. He is as ordinary as anyone one of us here and yet even now I'm wondering whether I can do this for him one more time. His injuries are extensive. His blood loss is abundant. His psyche is troubled. What am I to do in the end when I have to let him know that I cannot help him anymore? That we will have to put all his bravery and courageous acts aside and leave him to die?"
She was at a loss for words.
"I mean to say is that even knowing that we are here he still wants to put himself in a position that he wants no consideration on his part. Hell, I know about this Roselina he talks about in his nightmares and he still won't discuss with anyone. I know a lot more than presumed."
Her face seemed to remain downcast as she looked at Lucy's slumbering form on her lap; as if Lucy could give her the right response.
"We have no idea how we are going to escape. We have very little plan if any at all. We have a madman that seems to take pleasure in our suffering. We have an unexplained Infection that is claiming lives and making hell. WHAT ARE WE TO DO?" I realized that at the end of my rant I had an outburst both loud and crazed. I was glad that my angle did not allow her to see my angry tears that had begun to stream down my face.
I looked Robert over once more and nodded upon my satisfaction. I bandaged him up with a sigh and packed my supplies. I looked at my hands absently for a moment and
stood up with a pained grunt.
"I'm going to look for some more medical supplies and other materials to stock up on. If you would, stay here with the two and keep an eye on them."
I did not wait for a confirmation from her and headed off to investigate the station for various necessities. I had a feeling that I should stay there and just lay my soul out for her to read but dismissed it with ease reassuring step I took. It never crossed my mind till later that there were still injured that needed to be taken care of and once I realized this I shrugged the responsibility as easily as a loose fitting pair of pants. I needed to think about things and sort them out. I needed to keep my own chaos in solitude.