Left 4 Dead: Gemini Strain.

Chapter XVIII: The Tower of Babel – Adam

"This tower will be our graves on this day..." I muttered slowly as my assault rifle relaxed along with my body as the four of us looked around.
"Don't say things like that, Adam." Latvia told me in a whisper that only I could hear. The face she gave me was unexplainable and yet it made my spirit drop more than I could imagine.
Our associates in this mission were rather hardy looking. I can hardly recall however, what they looked like as people. I only remember that I called one Red because of his shirt and the other Grandpa because of his age. They were not the most friendly or polite nicknames but frankly they did not concern me at all.
I looked around much faster than the others as I already surmised our location. The structure of this tower was simple if not extremely long. I spiral staircase that seemed almost ancient looped upwards from what I could see. There was probably a hatch at the very top.
"This bell tower is a historic landmark for this city so it is a bit old." Grandpa said to us right before he almost hacked up a lung. How pleasant.
"Seems pretty straight forward, then." Red agreed as Latvia took the front of the group and I followed behind her in haste.
My chest was beginning to hurt. I did my best to dismiss it.
They came readily enough. The door was already being pounded on with such ferocity
the two behind us took a stand in expectancy. That was the right idea on their part because the door burst open with such force it rattled the foundations of the stairs.
"They're coming!" Red yelled as if we all were not aware as he and Grandpa unloaded into the mass of Infected that were pouring out of the collapsed door. Latvia and I could not help but assist with the fire. As wave after wave fell the regrettable happened. We ran out of ammo.
"Move it!" I yelled to Latvia as I renewed my rush up the stairs. I glanced behind me to see if she was following. She wasn't.
"Latvia!!"
My gaze shifted to where hers was. The two were pushing the Infected back with the butt of their guns. They were overwhelmed faster than I could say anything else to Latvia. It was then I saw what that last stand Red had in mind.
"Latvia!" I yelled again as he dropped the live grenade and my world exploded before my eyes. Dust and the smell of charred flesh invaded my lungs. If we did not hurry soon...
"Adam!" Latvia called to me, a voice full of fear. "Help me!"
I squinted amidst the dust and saw her hanging from the edge of the stairs. That grenade had caused the old structure to have the bottom section of the stairway blown apart as much as the two survivors and the horde that encircled them. I hurried to her but it was too late as she fell down with a terrified scream.