Left 4 Dead: Gemini Strain.

Chapter XXV: Trust, Madness, and Deliberation – Adam

I was fortunate. The station had its own area for first aid both for critical emergencies and minor problems that a band-aid could fix. There was very little left from what I managed to salvage amongst the disheveled supplies. In the back of my mind I wondered if my monopoly of such supplies would cause a problem with the other survivors. In the front however, it was just a concern for myself and the health of my group.
"Seems about right..." I muttered to myself as I looked it over once more before I zipped my backpack closed. This solitude, though wanted at first, left my spirits far more depressed than I intended. Silence only left room for speculation and wondering thoughts, things if I mulled over I would become paralyzed with my own fear and indecision.
I looked up at the flickering light above me in the cramped room. Each flicker brought into mind things like Cassius. Things like Latvia. Things like death. Things like Failure.
Things like desire. Desire to escape at all costs
I shifted my focus and blinked my eyes. I brought my hand to my SIG 226 and pointed it at the light with a resolute air. I'm sure others in the building heard it and panicked. I'm sure others did not care at all about the noise. I shot the light.
"Sometimes it is better to remain in darkness...least others be able to see the real you."
Am I scared?
"No I can't be. For the sake of everyone else I can't be"
I'm terrified.
"I have to strive along with the others to survive."
I want to ensure my life. The others cannot think the same way I do
"Stop it..."
As soon as I get the chance I wi--
"I said STOP IT!"
Maybe I felt safer on the ground just holding myself than to stand up and leave the darkness of the room. I knew one thing though. I was scared to actually listen to myself

"Adam, did you find what you were looking for?" Latvia asked with concern as she gazed at my disordered appearance. Her comment brought the groups attention to me. Such familiar faces, all with their own story.
"In a manner of speaking..." I replied to her flatly. I never finished that sentence nor was I ushered into elaborating. Thank God.
"We cannot trust the other groups with what we are planning." Latvia said, her voice changing from frightened woman to one with a mission. Her words commanded everyone's attention and received an unspoken agreement with each one of us.
"Let's talk about what we know..." I spoke up to the group.
"Right." Robert agreed weakly. "We know that rescue is dependent on whether or not we can find some way to leave this city by talking to someone to pick us up or we find a vehicle to escape in ourselves."
"Yeah. We also know that there seems to be more than just common Infected. Like when we heard that roar or when Robert had encounters with that odd jumping one." Russ put in. "Also, when I was with the military something puked on some soldiers. It didn't seem ordinary..."
"There seems to be someone who wishes us harm." Theo mentioned briefly, his eyes shifting from each of us now and then as if we would make some kind of interesting action.
"...Agreed" I replied sullenly.
Latvia nodded. "Even though we have weapons here and ammunition we can only carry so much with us at a time. I would like Adam's backpack to take precedence with first aid instead of firepower. I suggest you manage your equipment properly everyone."
For some reason I found it odd the six of us just huddled in a secluded corner trying our best to not to socialize or interfere with the other survivors. To each their own I suppose. Silence amongst us again.
Robert did it again, saying what all we could not articulate. "What are we going to do?"