Left 4 Dead Co-op Zombie Shooter

Left 4 Dead
Left 4 Dead (abbreviated as L4D) is a cooperative first-person
shooter video game with survival horror elements, developed by
Turtle Rock Studios and Valve Corporation. The game uses
Valve's proprietary Source engine, and is available for Microsoft
Windows, Xbox 360 and Mac OS X. Development on the game
was completed on November 13, 2008, and two versions were
released digitally: A downloadable digital version, released on
November 17, 2008, and a digital retail disc version, with a
release date determined by region. The digital retail disc version
was released in North America and Australia on November 18,
2008; and in Europe and Japan on November 21, 2008.
Set during the aftermath of an apocalyptic pandemic, the game
pits its four protagonists—dubbed the “Survivors”—against
hordes of the infected. There are four game modes: a single-
player mode in which allied characters are controlled by AI; a
four-player, co-op campaign mode; an eight-player online versus
mode; and a four-player survival mode. In all modes, an artificial
intelligence (AI), dubbed the “Director”, controls level pacing

and item placements, in an attempt to create a dynamic experience
and increase replay value.
Left 4 Dead was well received by the industry media upon its
release, with praise given for its replay value, focus on
cooperative play, and movie-like experience. Several criticisms
were aimed at limited level selection and the lack of a narrative.
The game has won several publication awards, as well as
distinctions from the Academy of Interactive Arts & Sciences and
British Academy of Film and Television Arts.
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Introduction
Pennsylvania suffers an outbreak of “Green Flu”; a highly
contagious virus causing extreme aggression, mutation to the
body cells, and loss of higher brain functions. Two weeks after
the first infection four immune survivors—William “Bill”
Overbeck, a Vietnam veteran; Zoey, a college student; Louis, an
IT analyst, and Francis, an outlaw biker—make their way through
the city of Fairfield, only to discover that the virus is creating
more dangerous mutations. After narrowly avoiding these new
infected, along with hordes of others, the survivors are alerted to
the presence of an evacuation point at the nearby Mercy Hospital
roof by a passing helicopter.

Chapter 1
The Apartment
Chopper Pilot: To anyone who can hear this, proceed to Mercy
Hospital for Evacuation. Repeat, proceed to Mercy Hospital for
Evacuation.
“We can take the subway tunnels to the hospital. There's a redline
station not far from here.” Bill informed grabbing a first aid kit
and a machine gun off the table.
“Subways.” Francis muttered annoyed.
“What's wrong with subways Francis?” Zoey asked.
“I hate subways.” Francis complained.
“Better start moving if we wanna get to the Hospital” Bill
declared reloading his gun and started towards the roof door.
“Good thinking” Zoey agreed and fell behind him. The survivors
opened the door of the rooftop to make their way downstairs into
a kitchen and through the living room shooting any infected on
sight. They searched the bedrooms and bathrooms for aids such

as pain killer pills, and new weapons. Suddenly a guy with a long
tongue known as the “Smoker” silently appeared in front of Bill.
“SMOKER!” Francis yelped sharply. Without hesitating Bill shot
at the smoker repeatedly until he exploded. Thick gassy smoke
enveloped the air and they were all coughing and gaging.
“Is that even safe to inhale?” Louis asked, covering his nose and
mouth so as to not inhale anymore smoke. Zoey shrugged and
followed Bill and Francis downstairs into the hallway. They made
their way towards the last floor by mazing through large gaping
holes and carefully made their way around most of the sealed up
doors and hallways where infectants were waiting in almost every
existing hallways and rooms! As soon as Bill hit the last floor by
leaping through a huge hole in the previous floor, there was a low,
frightening growl.
“There's a Hunter someplace around here.” Francis whispered
reloading his gun and crouching carefully as not to get jumped by
the Hunter. Suddenly a blood curling shirk escaped the Hunter's
lips as he jumped after his target which was Bill who had
momentarily turned his back.

“Watch your ass!” Francis shouted as he rushed forward to punch
the Hunter away and dove bullets into the Hunter’s skull as he fell
back confused and with a deafening cry, the Hunter sunk lifeless
to the floor. The Hunter had pale green skin, his arms and legs
had been duct taped and his hood covered his snarled face. They
made their way around a room and into the hall where the exit
sign shone bright green at the top of an exit door on the other side
of the hall of infecteds. Louis, who was quiet and usually fell back
throughout the entire maze run adventure pointed his shot gun in
the middle of the relaxed unaware horde and with two shots
cleared the hallway.
“Whoe!” Zoey exclaimed surprised, “Didn't know you had it in
you Louis.”
“Well...” The IT Analyst blushed scratching his head.
The survivors made their way through an alley knocking down
infectants and shooting them carefully trying not to hit any cars
to cause an alarm.
“Station's just up the street!” Bill hollered as they got out of the
alley into the main street.

“This way.” He repeated making his way around a fallen truck
with Louis, Zoey and Francis following behind.
“Double my fun” Francis whispered as he picked up an extra
pistol from a fallen cop.
“Grabbing an extra pistol.” Zoey informed as she picked a pistol
out of an abandoned car.
“There's the station!” Bill shouted as he got to a small fight of
stairs not mistaking the safe house sign and arrow pointing
downstairs to where the safe room must be located and arrived at
the safe room first.
“For chrissake people, get in here!” Bill exclaimed annoyed as he
held the safe room door open noticing the others carefully making
their way through rubbles of bricks and stones caused by a
crashed car doing their best not to topple over them and fall. He
had enough super zombie fighting for the night and wanted
nothing more than to rest.
He slammed the door behind Francis who was the last to enter the
room.
We're Safe... For now

Chapter 2
The Subway
In the safe room had fresh supplies of water, food, first aid
supplies, weapons and ammunition. Louis glanced at a toilet that
was filled with thesis and flies and gaged.
“I think I'll take my chances and shit outside instead.” Francis
laughed eyeballing the toilet.
A large writing showed dimly under the safe room light on the
wall “None of you will survive” he read and scoffed.
“Do you think we WILL survive” Zoey whispered to Bill
discouraged by the writing on the wall and reading the others that
accompanied it.
“Don't mind the writing. Some people just don't have faith in
themselves and have no right to discourage others when it comes
to their lives,” Bill disagreed “Ignore the walls from now on
unless their information is useful.”
“But what if-” Zoey started.

“Don't let it discourage you! You all will survive and keep that in
mind. If you want to live you will live. If you give up now you
will surely die and all you have worked for will be in vein. So
either you fight and live or you give up and die but keep your
negativity away from the rest of us.” Bill replied harshly. “It's
bad enough we have one contagious infection slowly turning this
world into hell.” And he walked away leaving Zoey with her
thoughts.
“That's a bit harsh Bill, don't you think?” Louis whispered to Bill
as he peered outside the exit door of the safe room.
“She needs to learn to take some harsh lessons in order to survive
especially in this situation. This is the real world not one of her
college exam” Bill replied calmly.
“I agree with the old man, she needs to be toughened up. We don't
have time for this “between life and death” bullshit.” Francis
declared joining the conversation. “Everyone wants to live even
if they have to die fighting”
“You guys ready?” Zoey asked cocking her pistols with a look of
newly founded determination on her face.
“Yup!” Francis yawned.

“You got it” Louis solemn.
“Let’s do this” Bill replied.
Bill opened the exit door and stealth outside almost falling into a
floorless room. There was barely a concrete ledge where he was
standing and half of the lower floor was on fire where rock
rubbles and blocks were everywhere!
The survivors cleared the path of infected before jumping onto
the rubbles and made their way downstairs into the subway
station.
“Reloading!” Louis informed fighting to replenish his
ammunition.
“Look out!” Francis shouted shooting at a couple of infectants
that were hurling at Louis from both sides.
“Red Line North will take us straight there.” Bill announced as
they entered into the reception area where they found extra
ammunitions and weapons. Bill grabbed a shotgun, a bottle of
pain pills on the floor and one of the pipe bombs.
“Someone's gonna need these.” Bill muttered fitting the pills into
his side pocket.
“Grabbing Pills.” Louis muttered fondly as he picked up a bottle
of painkillers he found next to the desk of guns.

Suddenly there was a low gurgle somewhere in the room. No time
to find out who it belonged to. The survivors made their way
upstairs into the Holly Street Station where the sign “Red Line S”
hung next to a broken down, battered train. They fought through
the horde and hurried through the train still shooting like there
was no tomorrow. Ironic isn't it?
Again the same sound of low gurgling reached their ears but this
time closer and a Boomer fell behind the survivors attempting to
vomit on them. Its huge exposed belly jiggled under its tight shirt
as its stubby legs does it’s best to move its wobbling body. It
gurgled and groaned often because of excessive vomit in its
throat. Suddenly a loud burst echoed in the train.
“Got 'em!” Zoey whooped.
“Oh, HELL yes.” Louis yipped.
Bill shook his head relieved and kept moving. They reached the
next train and jumped onto a platform that was half filled with fire
and rocks where the sign “Red Line N” hung next to the train.
Suddenly a loud Yell boomed throughout the station.
“TANK!” Bill shouted. Louis heart sank, Zoey felt the hair on her
neck stood up and Francis tensed awaiting the worse. The Tank

was huge! Its muscles flexed and throbbed with every movement,
its tongue hung out because of its broken lower jaw and swung
from side to side with every movement, its tough skin was
purplish pink and it moved like an actual gorilla. The only thing
it wore was a pair pants. The Tank made an attack huff and
punched at poor Louis sending him hurling across the station. Bill
ran backwards to get a good aim at the Tank and shot
continuously with his shotgun at its head. Zoey moved forward
and shot at the Tank desperately with her pistols. Francis was
trapped but repeatedly punched the Tank until it hit him to the
floor again.
“Tank!” Zoey Screamed
“T-Tank!” Louis Yelped dazed.
“Tank.” Francis shouted.
The Tank picked up a rubble out of the concrete floor and threw
it at Zoey who dogged it by jumping in front of the second train.
It yelled again and the survivors kept shooting at it.
“Reloading!” Louis cried refilling his ammo.
“Don't stop shooting!” Bill shouted as the Tank grabbed him and
slammed him onto the floor causing him to be half unconscious

and half dazed. Ignoring the sore pain in his back and blurred
vision, Bill kept shooting at the Tanks head.
A few Infectants interfered with the fight by hitting Bill in his sore
back and he lost his aim. The last bullet he shot grazed Francis
shoulder.
“Watch where the hell you're shooting!” Francis shouted with
annoyance and pain.
“Watch out!” Louis screamed shooting the Tank that was aiming
to attack the momentarily distracted Francis.
Infectants poured into the room making it more difficult for the
survivors but the Tank was eventually brought down and it yelled
loudly as it fell with a “thud!” onto the train tracks dead.
Limping, Bill joined his team mates. “Everyone's alright?” He
asked holding his back.
“We should be asking you.” Zoey replied helping him sit on the
pavement to rest.
“You look horrible Bill, you need to heal up.” Louis advised
shaking stones from his shoe.
“I don't need that.” Bill replied stubbornly and stood up to assure
his team that he was fine. The survivors continued their journey
through the station after a few minutes of rest.

“Ammo here!” Bill announced grabbing a handful of ammunition
and kept walking. Zoey, Louis and Francis followed closely
behind more careful than before and kept a worried eye on Bill
who was now breathing heavily from the pain of his wounds. The
survivors made their way through the last train and found a door
with steps leading upstairs into a building.
The sound of a Boomer gurgling made the survivors stiffen in fear
but did not stop.
“Ready for this?” Louis whispered. The others nodded trying not
to make any sound to alert wandering infectants.
The survivors made their way upstairs into a room where the
Boomer jumped into the glass window startling the survivors.
“BOOMER!” Bill yelped and shot the Boomer with his shotgun.
It exploded leaving a mess of blood and vomit on the floor and
the lower half of its body hung through the window.
Bill moved through the window of blood and gore when
suddenly, another Boomer ambushed them from behind. Francis
punched it back making it topple over and fall backwards from its
extensive and shot it in the stomach causing the Boomer to
explode.

“Well that's one too many Boomers, how many of these do we
have to face?” Louis sighed worried.
Ignoring Louis, Bill half ran half limped to a switch that opens an
emergency door behind it and turned it on. A loud alarm alerted a
horde and the survivors had to defend themselves while the door
slowly cracked open.
“Let’s do this!” Louis shouted
“INCOMMING!” Bill hollered as he cocked his gun with rage
and got ready to cover Zoey and Francis who took in front to fend
off the horde.
Bill through the pipe bomb across the room and the first wave of
infectants ran after it, kicking at the pipe bomb as it counted down
with each high pitch beep and with a sudden acceleration in the
beeping the pipe bomb exploded and parts rained on the
survivors. “That's just disgusting” Zoey complained.
“Suck it up and be a man” Francis laughed as he randomly shot
after infectants as they attempted to get past them to attack the
injured veteran.
Zoey shot Francis a nasty look and ignored him but inside, she
knew what he meant. Getting up she helped the guys fend off the

infectants just enough time for the door to open halfway. As soon
as Louis made it through the door a loud raspy cry followed by a
dry cough came across the room and through the horde, a long
tongue grabbed Francis and began pulling him towards the raging
horde, each infectant punching and biting at him as he was
dragged further in.
“No, NO, NOOOOOOOO!!!” Francis screamed losing his gun
and fighting to free himself from the tight grip of the tongue. Zoey
shot at the tongue releasing the biker and guided him back to the
doors which they slipped through and ran upstairs except for Bill
who, with Louis help, limped upstairs.
“Bill, man heal up.” Francis demanded Bill as he slowed down in
pace due to his injuries.
As soon as the survivors reached the balcony of the top stairs, a
soft moan echoed across the balcony. “Shhh, I hear a Witch.”
Zoey informed
“Kill the lights man.” Louis whispered as they carefully walked
into a quiet room where an ammo pile laid on a table. Zoey and
Francis grabbed some ammo and Bill took a pain killer. The
survivors made their way downstairs as the unseen Witch moaned
miserably.

The halls, stairs and lower floor were clear of infectants. The
survivors gradually picked up their pace and ran towards the door
making sure there were no infectants outside to surprise them.
“Weapons over here!” Bill announced as he grabbed a second
pistol off a table and placed it under his shirt. A smoker ran across
the street where the moaning of a witch drew closer.
Suddenly the sound of a Helicopter hovered over the building.
“To anyone who can hear this, proceed to Mercy Hospital for
Evacuation. Repeat, proceed to Mercy Hospital for Evacuation.”
The Chopper Pilot echoed,
“Hey, take this.” Zoey whispered as she passed a bottle of pills to
Bill who was now slowing down once again due to the pain of his
injuries. Bill gradually took a few pills and Zoey grabbed a bottle
of pills she found on the counter.
The raspy shirk of the smoker grew louder as he spotted the
survivors within the room and he attempted to attack from outside
but his tongue hit the glass and failed. It tried to relocate but bad
luck struck when Francis caught sight of it and shot it clear
through the head. The smoker exploded in a gassy cloud and its
body flew across the street from the force of the machine gun.

“Popped a cap in his ass!” Francis whooped and placed the gun
over his shoulders with pride.
“Nice shot.” Bill chuckled impressed.
“Who said those “Special Infected” were so special?” Francis
replied boastfully. “I can kick their ass with my eyes closed.”
“That's not what you said earlier Mr No No No!” Zoey teased
making Louis chuckle with glee.
“Let's keep moving.” Bill commanded and they made their way
through the dark streets.
“Safe house ahead!” Bill announced as they neared the Pawn
shop. Awaiting hordes attacked them on their way to the pawn
shop. As Louis was shooting an infectant next to a police car and
the car alarm chirped.
“Don't shoot them or you will accidently hit the cars and set off
the alarm” Bill warned. “Just punch or shoved them away and get
your ass into the safe room in shop!” Bill worked his way into the
pawn shop shoving infectants away from him and smashed the
head of those who were trying to get up with the back of his gun.
“Look out!” Zoey shouted as a few infectants attacked Bill from
behind on his way to the safe room. Bill shoved a few of them

away from him but he was too weak. Suddenly there was a
gunshot and the infectants around Bill flew across the room from
the force of the bullets allowing Bill to hobble over to the safe
room.
“Hurry up old man.” Francis urged as Bill entered the safe room.
“Get in here!” Bill shouted at Zoey impatiently as she shove a
gnarling infectant away from her and Francis slammed the door
behind her.
“You did good.” Bill cooed and he sunk to the floor of the safe
room.
We're safe... for now

Chapter 3
The Sewer
“Go ahead and take this.” Louis urged giving Bill a bottle of pain
pills. “Maybe you oughta heal up.” he advised with greater
concern for Bill's wounds. It has been 13 hours since the survivors
have been huddled up in the safe room awaiting Bill's recovery
and even if it has been just a few days his wounds were still far
from completely healed.
“Give him first aid.” Zoey ordered Louis.
“I'm fine, I don't need first aid” Bill objected stubbornly.
“I know we gotta move but you gotta heal up.” Zoey denied his
objection. Bill sunk back down to the floor allowing Louis and
Zoey to clean his wounds and use the first aid kit to patch him up.
When Bill had completely healed from the wounds he received
with the run in he had with the Tank at the station, the survivors
picked up fresh supplies from the safe room and continued their
journey to Mercy Hospital.
Bill was the first one to leave the safe room, into the dark alley of
wandering infectants. He walked but moved quickly through the
rushing horde into the kitchen of an abandoned restaurant.

“Should be a way up ahead.” Bill declared moving from the
kitchen to the front of the restaurant. Infectants were everywhere;
laying or sitting on the floor, wandering around the rooms and
even more outside. They rushed towards them as if thirsty for
blood having them to fight for their lives.
“Look!” Louis shouted pointing at the sign “Mercy Hospital” that
can be seen glowing bright green from the distance that they
stood. “Looks like we're almost there.” He was excited and rushed
ahead to help clear the path to get out of this nightmarish realm.
They made it outside into a gas station where Francis accidently
shot a propane Tank in which it's explosion set off the Gas pumps
that exploded and the entire gas station came baring down on
some of the infectants. When the coast was clear, Bill lead the
way to the lift next to the building roof.
“Get on the lift!” Bill barked hastily.
“Hurry!” Louis cried following him to the lift.
“Reloading!” Zoey informed.
“Heads up!” Francis shouted shooting an infectant that was
hurtling at Zoey when it saw her lowered guard.

“Be ready to fight the horde.” Louis muttered to Bill. “This lift's
gonna be noisy whence you start it.” Breathing deeply, Bill waited
for Zoey and Francis to get on board and started the lift.
Almost immediately after the lift was started, horde of infectants
came baring down on the survivors with great force.
“Watch it, Watch it!” Bill cried shoving infectants off the rising
lift. As soon as the lift reached the roof, the survivors ran across
the roof, balanced on the pipe next to the storage room and broke
the glass.
Boxes stood on iron bar shelves with one lit florescent bulb
overlooking a gaping hole in the floor at the left corner of the
room. Bill, followed by Francis, Louis and Zoey, climbed into the
storage room and ran towards the hole. As they reached the hole,
infectants tried to climb out to attack. Bill shoot at them from
above but suddenly slipped off the edge of the hole and fell
through and landed on his feet on the second floor. He shoved
infectants that were awaiting him like candy on a stick.
“Bill!” Zoey screamed when she saw him fell through the hole.
“I'm fine Zoey just get yourselves down here.” Bill ordered
clearing the room of infectants with his shotgun. The survivors

collected themselves and fought through the horde in the hallway
until they arrived downstairs. Bill was the first one into a large
warehouse room when he heard a Tank spine tingling yelled. The
survivors felt the Tank's ground shook as it charged towards them.
The Tank yelled in pain as Bill shot at its face and took out one
of its eyes a few meters away.
“Tank!” Bill shouted.
“Tank!” Zoey screamed. A Hunter growled somewhere on one of
the storage isles as the Tank charged after Bill. Bill circled with
the Tank shooting it repeatedly in hopes that he will kill it before
it catches up to him.
“This way!” Zoey shouted to the others leading them to the Tank.
The Tank chased Bill until he tripped over a small stone which
gave the Tank enough time to punch him into a wall leaving him
dazed from hitting his back and head. Zoey, Francis and Louis
caught up and repeatedly dove bullets into the Tank who lost
interest in the vulnerable Bill and ran towards the nearest person,
Louis. Bill collected himself and led the Tank away by annoying
it with bullets in its back having it to chase after him once more.

“I'm coming to help you Bill!” Louis shouted getting between the
Tank and Bill but a Hunter suddenly leaped onto him, knocking
him over and pinning him to the floor.
“Get him off me!” Louis screamed. The Tank swatted the Hunter
and Louis from its path instantly killing the Hunter but leaving
Louis dizzy and weak from a harsh impact with the nearest wall.
Francis protected Louis from further attacks and Zoey used her
pistols to distract the Tank. Bill emptied his shotgun into the Tank
who slowly died and sunk to the floor, lifeless.
“Share the wealth, brother.” Francis muttered as he gave Louis
pain pills and guided him to where Bill and Zoey were. They
found an exit door close by and the survivors entered into a
hallway.
“This way.” Bill guided moving into a darker hallway with
broken pipes and started a few flights of stairs which lead into a
manhole. A decaying body laid in a pull of blood greeted the
survivors at the foot of the steps and they hopped over it into the
manhole area.
“Here, I got something for you.” Louis told Bill and handed him
a bottle of pain pills. “Wait up while I heal guys.” he continued
and pulled out a first aid kit.

The manhole was filled with large white, horizontal, cylinder
septic Tanks which connected to each other with large, thick
pipes. They were the size of the Tank that sits at the back of a
sewer truck. Bill counted approximately 8 on both sides. They sat
neatly organized and respectfully measured away from each
other. The ground was solid concrete and there was a manhole
cover that sat at the back of the room in the middle of the isle of
Tanks.
“I think I hear a Witch.” Zoey whispered out loud. Everyone else
stopped to listen and to their horror a sorrowful moan echoed
through the manhole.
“Turn it off.” she warned and everyone turned off their
flashlights.
Bill moved steadily but carefully, checking each side of the large
barrels of the manhole making sure he doesn't run into the witch
and carefully uncovers the manhole.
“In the sewers we go.” Bill muttered and jumped onto a thick
clump of horizontal pipes meters away from the sewage water.
The survivors were welcomed by a blast of sewage stench which
they had a hard time getting use to.

“Let's hurry up so I can get out of here.” Francis complained
moving forward, “I hate sewers.”
Before they could jump off unto solid ground Louis gasped
loudly.
“W-W-W-Wi” Louis stammered not finding the words.
“What is it Louis?” Bill groaned impatiently.
“Witch!” Zoey hissed pointing at a glowing figure in the dark
corner of the sewage. As their eyes adjusted, the survivors made
out a woman whose skin was pale white sitting by herself
moaning and weeping on the sewer bank. She was extremely
skinny, her nails were about a foot long and her clothes were torn.
Her eyes were as red as blood and glowed brightly in the dark.
She was a horrid sight but she was more dangerous than she
looked and the survivors had no desire to get on her bad side. If
there is a worse side than she was now.
“Go the opposite way, she's not in our path.” Bill whispered
relieved. The survivors jumped off the pipes and turned the corner
opposite the witch who took no notice of them and they ran into
a small horde of wandering infectants. A smoker cried out with a
raspy scream when its watery swollen eyes met Bill’s.

“SMOKER!” Bill shouted. Acting quickly, Bill killed the Smoker
before he had a chance to swing his tongue at him and coughing
and blinded by the smoke, the survivors fought through the now
alerted horde. Bill noticed a pipe bomb on the ground.
“I'd rather have a grenade, but this'll do.” Bill muttered unsatisfied
while grabbing the pipe bomb.
As soon as the survivors turned a corner, Bill through the pipe
bomb into another horde. “Fire in the Hole!” he shouted.
“Carrefulll.” Francis warned as a Hunter growled nearby. The
Hunter leaped on to its target and pinned its victim to the floor.
“Hunter on Louis!” Francis shouted punching the Hunter off and
killing it instantly with a shotgun. The pipe bomb exploded
leaving a temporary pathway which was just enough time for the
survivors to escape into a hidden room nearby.
The survivors entered the room where Francis closed the door
behind them. The room was small and had trash all over the floor
and ammo sat in the middle of the room. After resting and
replenishing their ammunition Louis noticed Bill's wounds were
still bleeding and heavier this time.
“Hey Bill, might be a good time to patch yourself up.” he warned.

“That's a crock of shit.” Bill replied rudely and picked up a pipe
bomb on a small cylinder barrel and left the Molotov behind.
“Molotov?” he suggested to the others changing the subject.
Louis rolled his eyes and followed Bill through a small opening
through the room. Zoey and Francis who were on the lookout for
intruders set off behind them and the survivors crawled through
the small sewage tunnel where every step was a sickening “plop”.
“Need to find manhole.” Bill declared as they cleared the tunnel
into another part of the sewer.
Suddenly a Boomer gurgled and growled when it saw the
survivors aimed towards them.
“Boomer!” Zoey warned. “Watch out!”
The sight of the manhole caught Bill’s attention he left the others
to take care of the Boomer. He climbed up the ladder allowing the
others to follow. Francis who successfully killed the Boomer
climbed up after Bill followed by Zoey and Louis. As soon as Bill
reached the top of the manhole a Hunter growled menacingly and
a horde came running towards him as if they were waiting to
ambush. Bill backed up and half shoved, half shot every infectant
that came his way. When Louis came out of the manhole after
Zoey the Hunter pinned him to the ground.

“Not again! Help!” Louis screamed.
“HUNTER!” Zoey yelled.
“Hunter's got Louis!.... again” Francis hollered.
The horde came down on the survivors like a hungry pack of
wolves.
“Watch Out!” Zoey warned but it was too late. The smoker which
was patiently awaiting behind a police car grabbed Bill with its
tongue and pulled him towards it.
“No, No, NO, NOOOOOOO!!!” Bill screamed in terror as he
kicked and pulled at the slimy tongue that held him captive.Zoey
tried to rescue Bill but she and Francis were held back by the
horde. Louis, who was able to escape the hunter, jumped over a
car and kicked the infectants that were on their way to helping the
Smoker finish off Bill from behind and killed the Smoker with his
rifle.
Bill noticed a safe room sign on the Hospital and limped towards
it.
“To the Hospital!” Bill yelled without stopping. He made his way
around the reception desk and into the safe room where the others,
who were not far behind, joined him.”

With a loud slam of the safe room door, Bill let out a dry, raspy
laugh of relief.
We're Safe... for now.

Chapter 4
The Hospital
Bill patched himself up with his first aid kit and grabbed the extra
one on the table. This safe room was a small modern day kitchen
with one television, a stove, a microwave, a table filled with
ammo and four walls filled with complaints.
“What? No cable?” Francis complained slamming the television
on its top with his clenched fists.
“Someone's gonna need these.” Zoey muttered grabbing pain
pills. Louis shot at impatient infectants who tried to reach them in
vein through the upper bars of the red steel exit door. Bill opened
the door slightly and checked the hallways. The Infection had
spread to people within the hospital as well and everyone were
wandering about unaware of their presence.
“I'm guessing we're finally at Mercy Hospital, huh Bill?” Louis
asked.
“I Hate Hospitals.” Francis complained glum.
“Right you are Louis.” Bill confirmed. “Right now we have to
find our way to the roof.”

“Then what are we waiting for? Let's get moving.” Zoey declared
keeping a low voice. The survivors left the safety of the safe room
and entered into the halls making their way through exit doors to
the stairs.
“Up the stairs.” Bill ordered pointing at a short flight of stars that
lead into another hallway and continued through the reception
area into another hallway of offices.
“I ain't walking to the roof.” Bill complained.
“Stairs are a good workout.” Louis flattered
“Let's find the elevator.” Bill objected.
Their conversation was cut short by the low growl of a Hunter
followed by a smoker's dry cough. Francis ran forward and
carefully peered through the door.
“Smoker!” Francis screamed and smoker grabbed him almost
immediately after he yelled but he was able to escape from its
grasp by shooting it repeatedly in the head with his shotgun and
killing it. At the same time the Hunter jumped over his head after
Bill who quickly punched it back and shot it repeatedly in the
chest until it screamed in pain and fell to the floor dead.

Suddenly a familiar moan echoed through the hallways and the
further the survivors moved the louder the moan. Without
warning the moan became a growl. The survivors prepared
themselves assuming it was another Hunter but then the familiar
figure of a pale skin woman with red glowing eyes, extremely
long finger nails, torn clothes was staring right at them, growling
a warning growl showing a jaw full of sharp teeth that can put
piranhas to. The Survivors were invading her personal space.
“Witch!” Francis hissed and she was in the only path they had to
make it to the elevator. The survivors backed away from the
Witch quickly and waited for her to calm down. Gradually the
Witch groaned softy and went back to moaning miserably.
“Now what do we do?” Louis moaned miserably. “She's in our
way, how are we gonna make it out there without disturbing her?”
Francis who was losing patience attempted to sneak around the
witch but she caught sight of him and began to groan loudly.
“Wow talk about teenagers who want “personal space”.” He
muttered backing away.
“There's gonna be hell to pay if you keep aggravating that Witch.”
Bill warned. Francis moved to where Bill was standing feeling
beaten.

“So what do we do now pops?” Francis asked shrugging his
shoulders in dismay. When Bill opened his mouth to reply an ear
piercing scream made his blood run cold. Louis had startled the
Witch!
“Dammit Louis!” Bill yelled and the survivors pulled out their
guns and shot like mad people as the witch dashed forward. The
witch screamed in pain and raged after Louis. Bill tried to stop
her by shoving her away but she shoved him so hard he flew back
and toppled into Zoey and they both fell to the floor as the witch
fixated her attack on Louis.
Her long nails scratched the wall as she was ready to attack and
with one swoosh, she slashed her nails into Louis chest.
“I'm down!” Louis screamed as he fell onto his back in sever pain
and protected his chest with his right arm as the witch repeatedly
shredded his skin while slashing at him with her long tough nails.
Francis emptied his shotgun on the Witch and was now reloading.
“Help!” Louis screamed as blood flew left and right. Bill and
Zoey got to their feet to help bring the Witch down. With a loud
agonizing cry, the witch flew her arms into the air and sank to the
floor dying while the survivors who were not going to take any

chances to leave her for death finished her off until she was no
longer breathing.
“How ya doing?” Francis asked helping Louis up.
“How bad are you?” Zoey asked concerned.
“I'll live.” Louis replied. Blood gushed from his arms and oozed
from chest but no fatal wounds were inflicted.
“Up we go.” Francis cooed as he allowed Louis to balance on his
feet.
“Thanks a lot.” Louis thanked and the survivors hid in a room to
check their ammo and Louis to patch himself up and used pain
pills to numb the pain of his wounds.
“Let's get to the safe room so that we can re-cooperate” Bill
suggested as Louis started moving about freely. Not long after the
survivors found the elevator. Louis stood at the right side of the
elevator, Francis and Zoey kept an eye out for an attack and Bill
called the elevator. The elevator made a loud noise which
attracted the horde.
“Here they come!” Louis announced and the survivors fend off as
many infectants as they could awaiting the elevator. Both walls
on either side were bashed outwards and infectants poured into

the hallway fighting hungrily at the survivors. A Hunter from the
back of the horde leaped forward and pinned Bill to the floor.
“Bill!” Zoey screamed and shot the Hunter off Bill. Bill got to his
feet while Zoey protected him with her pistols and Francis took
over the right side while Louis covered him and Zoey from the
back. It went on for at least 30 minutes before the elevator came
with an innocent “ting!”
“Get into the Elevator!” Bill commanded and the survivors threw
themselves into the elevator and Zoey hit the “close door” button
when everyone was safely inside.
“I hate elevators.” Francis complained with a miserable look on
his face.
“Francis if you keep your mouth shut and your eyes open, you
will aim better.” Bill replied annoyed. After a few minutes Bill
sighed miserably.
“Even bein' in a war doesn't prepare you for this. They never stop.
They come at you and come at you and they NEVER damn
STOP.”
“Game over, man! Game over!” Zoey laughed trying to cheer Bill
up.

“What the hell was that?” Bill gasped confused. Zoey and Louis
laughed at his reaction and Bill shook his head annoyed.
The Elevator doors opened on the 28th floor which was near the
roof.
“Now to the roof!” Bill declared thoughtfully as the survivors left
the elevator and started around the maze of boxes and steel bars
on the floor. Suddenly a smoker grabbed Zoey from behind.
“SMOKER!” Francis shouted shooting at the smoker. The
smoker dogged Francis and attempted to pull Zoey off the edge
of the roof attempting to kill her with a high fall. Francis turned
his gun onto the smokers tongue and shot at it until it broke and
the smoker ran away with a broken tongue.
“You ok?” Francis asked untying the shaken college student.
“I-I'm fine.” She smiled wearily “A bit shaken up but I'll live” and
they met up with Bill and Louis who were clearing the pathway.
“We saw a safe room sign around here!” Louis exclaimed as Zoey
and Francis came into earshot of him. “Help us clear the way so
we can find it!”
Immediately after Louis finished, a Tank growl lurked softly but
clearly through the squealing and shirking of infectants. The
survivors quickly cleared out the infectants before taking any step

forward and prepared themselves. This was not going to be easy
especially since the Tank can easily throw them off the roof and
send them plummeting to their death.
A Boomer that was carefully camouflaging itself with any box or
dark corner, came forward and attempted to vomit on the
survivors.
“Watch your ass!” Francis shouted and he shot the Boomer who
exploded and fell off the roof but some of the vomit splashed on
Zoey.
“Woops, sorry bout’ that.” Francis apologized scratching his head
out of embarrassment. Zoey shot him an annoyed look but said
nothing and shook as much vomit as she could off her clothes
until the smell died out.
“There's the safe room!” Bill whooped and ran forward assuming
that they can escape the Tank but to his demise the Tank ran out
of the safe room and sent a blind punch after Bill who lucky
dogged!
“Tank!” Bill yelped
“Tank!” Louis cackled.
“Tank!” Zoey squealed.
“Head's up!” Francis yelled.

The Tank cornered Bill and punched him against the wall. The
others stood behind the Tank and dove pullets into his back.
Hollering at it to leave Bill alone except for Francis who yelled
“go to hell you asshole!”
The Tank ignored them and punched at Bill again. Bill, who was
now wounded, limped quickly into a closet and the Tank
followed. He shot at a nearby kerosene bottle and he and the Tank
lit on fire. The Tank screamed in pain and Bill felt his clothes
began to burn. He cried out in pain as the flame enveloped his
body.
“Ahhhh, I'm down!” Bill screamed in terror and excruciating
pain. “Need some help over here!” he continued in terror. The
Tank ran out of the room and died with its body still on fire as
Bill decided to use the last moment of his life which flashed
before him to make peace with his maker before joining him.
Suddenly a hand grabbed him and he heard someone winced in
pain from the burning flames.
“Save yourself! Forget about me!” He cried.
“Not today old man.” The voice replied with a short chuckle.
“No leave me behind!” Bill begged.

“Come on, Come on! Get up!” A voice shouted ignoring his plea
and the hand pulled him out of the fire where cold water was
splashed onto his body immediately after.
“Oh my Gosh! Will he be ok?” Another voice cried worried. Bill
felt a finger touched his neck and someone's head laid on his chest
for a few seconds.
“He'll live.” Another voice replied. Bill opened his eyes and
noticed his friends kneeling besides him.
“That's one I owe you.” Bill smiled weakly.
“You're lucky old man, the fire didn't have time burn your skin.
Just turned you red a bit but nothing permanent.” Francis laughed.
He picked Bill up and assisted him as he hobbled towards the safe
room which waited at the end of the hallway of steel bars and
boxes.
“We could get to the roof through here.” Bill declared as Zoey
slammed the safe room door behind her.
We're safe... for now.

Chapter 5
Rooftop Finale
“Well, this is it.” Louis declared calmly “I bet the helicopter pilot
would be happy to see us.”
“Mercy Hospital, respond if you are there.” The radio could be
heard all the way from the safe room. When the survivors had
rested and renewed their ammo and first aid supplies, they opened
the safe room door onto the stairs and cleared through the long
dimly lit hallway. They found themselves in a room where the
elevator door was missing, and so was the elevator, where all that
was left was plain darkness.
“We can get to the roof from there.” Bill suggested nodding his
gun in the direction of a small ventilation path on the right to
where the elevator use to be. Louis carefully made his way to the
vent door and was quickly ambushed by a smoker that stood on
the other side. The smoker used its long, slimy tongue to grab
Louis and pulled him into the elevator hole.
“Louis!” Zoey cried and ran over to aid him but a Hunter, as if to
defend the smoker, leaped onto Zoey and pinned her to the floor.

Francis immediately shot the Hunter off Zoey and it fell into the
darkness followed by the smoker a few seconds after a headshot
from Bill.
“Don’t forget me guys.” Louis whimpered dangling dangerously
over thick, unknown darkness for dear life.
“There’s the landing pad.” Bill informed as the survivors got to
the roof. “Let’s find the radio”. The rooftop looked like a carrier
area for medical and other hospital supplies. Small storehouses
stood on the roof where the radio shaft stood as the only lit place
on the rooftop. They all had ladders built on their sides. The
survivors hopped onto a small ladder that served as a bridge to the
half smashed landing pad and ran down the stretch and into the
shaft.
“You made it! All you need to do is holdout until I get there. But
you first need to prepare. There should be a mounted gun and
other supplies to help you hold out. No way I can land unless you
are ready. Call me back once you’ve prepared. News Chopper 5
out.” The chopper Pilot informed as Bill answered the radio. The
survivors replenished their ammo and selected smaller guns for
backup. When the survivors did what the Chopper pilot
instructed, Bill called for their rescue.

“Okay I am on my way. ETA 15 minutes. Just hang in there. News
Chopper 5 out.” The Chopper Pilot informed.
“I called the chopper.” Bill informed and the survivors prepared
for the battle of their lives. The survivors climbed the back stairs
of the radio shaft onto its rooftop where a turret sat overlooking
the entire hospital roof.
“Now THAT’S what I call a BIG gun.” Louis chuckled
examining it. Shirks and screeches echoed through all four
corners of the Mercy Hospital roof and infectants sprinted
towards the building where the survivors held it down as a fort.
Bill, Louis, Francis and Zoey huddled together on the roof back
to back shooting at any infectant in sight. A Boomer tried to sneak
on Bill from behind but Francis, as sharp as he was, caught sight
of the Boomer.
“Boomer!” he warned and shot it in the stomach. Its body
exploded leaving its lower body behind in a grotesque mess, a
smoker grabbed Louis and pulled him off the roof.
“Shit.” Francis growled and jumped after Louis.
“Reloading!” Zoey informed backing up for Bill to take over her
end. Francis found the smoker behind a building dragging Louis
towards it attempting to beat him to death with its own fists.

Francis grabbed the smoker and punched it off the roof leaving it
plummeting to its death.
“Out of ammo!” Bill shouted to Zoey clicking his empty gun.
“I’m going downstairs to get more!” Zoey nodded her head
quickly and backed up Francis and Louis who were now climbing
to the roof to join her from an outside ladder. Bill used the back
stairs in the building and made his way to the ground floor to
replenish ammo. As soon as he opened the door on his way back
up, a Hunter leaped after him and missed. Bill punched the Hunter
out of his way and it fell to the ground. Without checking to see
if it was dead, Bill raced upstairs.
“Mercy Hospital, going to be running a bit late, just had a… an
incident. New’s Chopper 5 out.” The chopper Pilot informed
wearily.
“Hunter!” Zoey shouted as a Hunter shirked and leaped past the
building. She shot at it but missed and the Hunter hid downstairs.
A smoker that was hiding patiently saw Bill and grabbed him with
its tongue and yanked him towards it causing him to fall and lose
his weapon. The Hunter leaped onto the defenseless Bill, breaking
the smokers tongue and scratching him wildly and howling with
glee as Bill helplessly shot his arms out to protect his face and

chest from the Hunter’s sharp, hard fingernails. Francis, who saw
the commotion, leaped from the roof to where Bill was and
punched the Hunter off him and killed it instantly with his
shotgun, the smoker ran away. Bill patched himself up with his
first aid kit and hobbled over to the cabinet and grabbed an extra
kit and a gun.
Suddenly there was silence. There were no more infectants. The
survivors relaxed and checked their ammunition and Francis
peered out of the window constantly checking for any surprise
attacks.
“News Chopper 5 to Mercy Hospital, ETA 10 minutes. News
Chopper out.” The Chopper pilot informed.
“10 more minutes? No problem.” Louis muttered and cocked his
gun. Zoey was the first to the roof.
“Tank!” Zoey yelped as a yell boomed across the roof. Francis,
Louis and Bill got to the roof and found the Tank hurtling towards
them with massive speed. The survivors shot at the Tank
endlessly but the Tank withheld and climbed to the roof. It
punched Louis and he hit the wall with a loud thud and the Tank
swatted him off the roof.
“No! Louis!” Zoey cried as Louis fell onto the concrete ground.

“We will see about him later!” Bill shouted, “For now, we must
bring down the Tank!” Zoey did not argue. She jumped forward
and shot with rage at the Tank’s face. The Tank grabbed Zoey and
threw her into a nearby building knocking her out cold.
The Tank punched Bill in the back as he tried to leap off the roof
and he flew forward harshly onto his stomach on the concrete
grown from the force of the punch. Bill tried to get up but toppled
over by a common infectant who tried to attack from behind but
carelessly fell at his feet. The Tank picked up a rubble from the
concrete ground and threw it at Bill. Bill dogged but large rocks
flew about as the rubble collided with a building near him and a
stray rock hit him in the leg making him fall onto his back in pain.
Francis leaped onto the Tank’s shoulders. The Tank tried to grab
Francis but he was out of reach and Francis shoved a pipe bomb
into the Tank’s jaw and leaped off. The Tank raced after Francis
but couldn’t catch up with him on time. The pipe bomb exploded
in the Tanks mouth severing his head clean off his body. The
Tank’s headless body sunk to the ground miserably.
Zoey recovered consciously about two minutes after the Tank was
brought down and with Francis help, went back to the rooftop.
Bill and Louis stayed at the bottom to help where they were

covered by Francis and Zoey from the roof. Shirks and screeches
echoed loudly across the rooftop.
“Looks like they’re off their tea break.” Francis joked and
prepared for battle.
“Here they come!” Bill boomed.
The second battle was harder than the first one. This horde was
angrier, stronger and faster. The survivors shoved as many as they
could just for breathing space and reloading. The infectants
climbed past Louis and Bill downstairs as they had their hand
filled but Zoey and Francis were able to pick them off the roof
easily. Unfortunately as time passed, they were also shoving and
punching as they were surrounded by the horde.
“News Chopper to Mercy Hospital, ETA 7 minutes. News
Chopper 5 out.” The Chopper Pilot informed over the radio.
“Reloading.” Zoey informed.
“Smoker!” Bill shouted shooting desperately at the dodging
infectant.
“Watch out.” Louis declared swatting at common infectants that
tried to attack Bill from behind. In all this commotion, another
Tank took the advantage of getting to the survivors undetected
and swatted at the first person he saw.

“Tank!” Louis shirked flying like a ragged doll. Bill shot at the
Tank but the Tank swatted at the gun in his hand and punched him
through the doors of the radio shaft. Francis left Zoey on the roof
and ran after the Tank. He shot at its back to get its attention from
Bill and had it follow him away from the others. He then climbed
a ladder to the furthest building and dove bullets into the Tanks
head. The Tank yelled in pain but didn’t give in as it climbed the
ladder to where Francis was standing. The other survivors
collected themselves and ran after the Tank that was now
pursuing Francis who constantly weakened it with every few
shots.
“Come on you steroid machine!” Francis taunted. “Let’s see what
you got!” The Tank yelled angrily as if it knew what Francis was
saying and threw itself at him. Francis dogged its punches and
shot at its eyes. The Tank was rendered blind and yelled in pain
but kept perusing blindly.
“There they are!” Louis shouted pointing at the two opponents on
the roof. The survivors shot at the Tank while it was distracted by
Francis. Francis leaped off the roof and joined the others in
bringing it down. The survivors made their way back to the radio
and held their positions.

“News Chopper to Mercy Hospital, looks like you are going to be
my final run.” The Chopper Pilot informed over the radio.
Suddenly the heart leaping sound of the chopper echoed over the
roof and the helicopter came into sight. Rescue has arrived!
“The bird’s here! Let’s go!” Bill commanded making a break for
the helicopter.
“Let’s get the hell outta here!” Louis shirked following Bill.
Shirks and Screeches was heard over the helicopter’s noise and
infectants stampeded after the survivors, toppling over fallen
infectants in a desperate attempt to catch up to them.
The smoker, Boomer and a couple of Hunters lead the hungry,
blood thirsty army of terror.
“Get to the chopper!” Zoey screamed. “Let’s go, let’s go!”
“Haul Ass!” Francis boomed picking up speed as the infectants
drew closer. Bill got into the helicopter first, then Francis and
Zoey.
“Hurry up Louis!” Francis yelled as Louis made his way up the
stretch shoving infectants that grabbed at his clothes and slowing
him down. Suddenly, a long tongue grabbed him and pulled him
off the landing pad.

“Come on! I can’t hold on much longer!” The Chopper Pilot
urged and Bill got out to save Louis. Bill killed the smoker that
held Louis captive and helped fend off infectants that were
preventing them from proceeding.
“I can’t hold on much longer, hurry up!” The Pilot yelled
anxiously as Zoey and Francis fended infectants away from the
chopper. Bill and Louis climbed the stretch onto the landing pad
and leaped into the helicopter at the same time. They made it! The
Door automatically shut behind them with a loud “clank!” and the
chopper flew off into the sky leaving the nightmarish scene
behind.
The survivors have escaped!

Or have they?
Coming soon: Crash Course
They are rescued from the hospital's roof by the pilot, only to
discover he is infected. With Zoey forced to kill him, the
helicopter crash lands in an industrial district outside the city.
Finding an armored delivery truck, the group is planning to use it
to make their way to the town of Riverside. Will they make it? Or
become the victim of a halècasè?
Keep an eye out for CRASH COURSE!
Story by Blue Moonripple
Game Created by Tripwire Interactive

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