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Nobody's POV

The time is 12:00 pm, midnight. John had awaken from his nap several minutes ago. He had used bandages from his first-aid kit that he had strapped to his back and discarded the remains. He takes one of the first-aid kits that were in the saferoom and straps that one to his back. He checks all his guns to make sure they were all locked and loaded. He was ready to move on.

John's POV

I never noticed, but on the saferoom walls were messages about the executor. Passing survivors wrote things like "The zombie with the chainsaw is INSANE! Watch out for him." (I think that that is an understatement), "Aim for his covered face", "My partner was sliced to pieces by Him", or "I don't know how, but I somehow escaped from his clutches". I decided to add my own contribution, I found a black expo marker on the floor and wrote "I have decided to name him "The Executor", Be careful of him".

I took out my Steyr and shot all the stray zombies that were in view. I reloaded the rifle and took the lock off of the exit. I checked my compass and realized I have been going in the wrong direction all along. I was heading west this whole time. I had to make up for lost time.

I headed north (the right direction) through a house. Inside the house, there were signs that a struggle had taken place here and the corpse of a man was on the couch, he had been sliced in half. The executor was here just recently because the blood coming from the corpse was still fresh. Behind the couch was the remains of a wooden door that was cut in half, obviously by the executor.

I went through the door and saw him. His back was turned towards me. He was going in the same direction as I was. I quickly hid behind a nearby tree and decided to observe him, just to learn more about him. The Executor was wearing what looks like a suit of medieval-like armor and his face and head was covered by a bag that was covered in dried blood. His Chainsaw was in his hands and it was running.

Then while I was observing him, I noticed something in his armor. On the back of his armor, there was a small crack in his armor. Between the cracks were what I think is the skin of The Executor. The crack is most likely his one weak spot. Then, I noticed something on the blade of his chainsaw.

On the blade of his chainsaw were some writing that were so small that I couldn't make out what it says. Suddenly, he turns his head in my direction and looks towards the tree I was hiding behind. He walks closer to my position. I held my breath and all that I could hear was his chainsaw's idle motor running and my heart pounding, it felt like it was gonna pop out of my chest. But, he stops right when he was in front of the tree. He was so close I could hear his heavy breathing.

Then, I hear his footsteps slowly walking away. His footsteps soon sounded farther away. After I was sure he wasn't coming back, I took a short breather. I gathered my wits and moved on. Then, I noticed something on the tree I was hiding behind. On it was a carved picture, It showed two stick figures.

One of the stick figures was laying down, two X's were in the place of where the eyes are suppose to be. The other figure held what I think is a sword in his hands. It looked like as if the figure was doing a cheer. I shuddered and just ignored the carved picture. I moved on towards the north.

Then, after some uneventful walking and taking out some stray infected (with my silenced Uzi), I found myself in a field with some haystacks scattered around. Behind the field was a wooden house. The farm was probably half a mile away by now. Then, I heard the growling of a tank. I took out my Molotov cocktail that I had found earlier and lit the rag on fire.

I soon found out that the tank was inside the house. I threw the bottle towards the backdoor of the house and soon, the fire started spreading around the house. Then, the tank comes out of the burning house roaring at the top of his lungs. He, too, was on fire. I took out my Uzi and started firing at him.

I started running and continued my barrage of bullets. Behind my shoulder, I saw that the beast pulled out a boulder of the earth from under his feet. Thinking fast, I hid behind a nearby haystack. The boulder and the haystack both broke on contact. I used this short time to reload my SMG. Then, I proceeded to empty the magazine of bullets into the gargantuan.

Soon, the beast dropped dead with a heavy thud on top of a nearby haystack scattering the hay all around his corpse. I reloaded my now empty Uzi with a fresh clip of ammo. I'm now running low on ammo for my SMG. For now, I am saving the rest of the ammo for The Executor. I knew I would inevitably fight him sooner or later.

I put my Uzi away and took out my Steyr. I made my way towards the house...or what is now the remains of the house. The house was now reduced to nothing but ashes and smoke. In the ashes were the remains of the bottle I had threw that had started the fire. There was also some embers still among the ashes here and there.

Among the ashes, I found something that was covered in soot and ashes. I cleared it with the sleeves of my jacket. It looked like a small hand-held radio. On the side were some buttons, The buttons were labeled: Play, Delete (this button was red), Record, Rewind, & Fast Forward. Then, I remember seeing an ad about this on television before the infection came. It was an audio diary manufactured by CEDA.

Audio Diaries were made by CEDA for individuals to record their own private thoughts. An audio diary could record up to 15 minutes of audio and/or thoughts. I pressed the "play" button and there was nothing but static. This was a blank diary, it was new (besides from being among the ashes). I had a feeling I will probably be needing this later, so I put it away for later use.

I walked through the ruins of the house and saw the barn in view. Sprayed in big bold letters on the entrance of the barn was: "Call for an evac through the radio inside". I started sprinting towards it...when I heard a chainsaw running, I stopped dead in my tracks. Out of the barn comes The Executor. He had blood everywhere on him, on his armor, and on the bag covering his face.

2nd Author's Note: The Audio Diary is from Bioshock. I also changed the way they look and possibly how they work. It will be important later.

In Left 4 Dead, If The Executor was an official special infected and he was alerted to your presence, A theme would start playing much like the tank.

His theme would sound similar to the jaws theme but it would sound lighter.

Anyways, that's Chapter 3. Come back next week for the fight between John and The Executor and possibly, the ending of this story.

John's Ammo Count:

Steyr Sniper Rifle: 15 / 89

Uzi SMG: 50 / 103

M1911 Pistol: 15 / 132 (Wasn't used in this chapter)