Left 4 Dead -Cry- The WitchHow long had it been now?Left 4 Dead -Cry- The Witch4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It had to have been at least a week...
Less? She didn't know.
There was pain, so much pain.
He had been infected... But with what?
Her boyfriend had come in days before, saying something about infection, about some guy biting him. She saw him take a bit of his blood and put it into his mouth before kissing her.
What had he done? Had he spread it to her?
She felt like she was dying ever so slowly. Her boyfriend after kissing her became something inhuman. He snarled and groaned, and tried to kill her. Of course she stopped him but she felt so.. empty. She had killed him and for what? To continue on in this wasteland? Everything was burning. People were dying. She watched as groups were slaughtered and turned, half eaten corpses strewn everywhere. Planes fell from the sky, oil and gas trucks crashed, burned and exploded, cars careened into eachother killing the survivors inside of them if they hadn't already been taken by disease.
Maybe I'm immune to the disease