Left 4 Dead Story Novels & Stories

Chad was rendered speechless. That actually made sense. Suddenly, he felt a little comforted. Since the birthday girl had such a clear and calm mind, things were easier to bear. Ariel was about to head to Carlos' room with Chad when she received a WhatsApp message. It was from Lucas. "Come downstairs." Ariel frowned. Another message came. "I'm outside the hotel." Ariel wasn't all that surprised. Several companies had come to this military base, so it wasn't hard for Lucas to find the hotel.

Mario halted abruptly and looked at Calogero. “Born in blood. Sworn in blood. You enter alive, you leave dead!” He spat and shot Calogero. He walked out of the room with his soldiers without looking back after wiping out a whole family of five. There is a cough in the serene room of the dead…

Where did the gun come from? Dad rubbed his nose and explained, "I accepted another mission to kill zombies right before I came to deal with them." Everything made sense now. The world began to collapse once the four female leads were dead. Dad and I returned to our original world. He decided to take me to see Grandma. We had just stepped out of the house when we ran into the system, who seemed to have been waiting for a long time. The system stuck to us like glue, explaining that the main system fired her after the world collapsed following Gloria's, Tessa's, Joanne's, and Barbara's deaths. She had nowhere else to go, so she begged us to take her in.

This was, without a doubt, the best reunion ever! I settled Lily by the fireplace to get warm. Just then, the robotic voice sounded again: [Initial Players: 40; Survivors: 25.] Fifteen players. Dead already. And all they did was pick a room. I opened the system panel and squinted at the screen to read the small text. Players were swapping intel in the main channel, talking about how the others died. [Muscly_Tommy]: Holy shit! The werewolf on the third floor tore that football player to pieces! Blood all over the walls!

"Fine. The project has already hit the ground running, so we don't really need you anymore. Have it your way. I was going to be generous and keep your name on the account so you could get a cut of the commission, but since you don't want it, I won't force you." I cocked my brow. To my surprise, she was completely oblivious to the fact that the entire deal had tanked. I was about to tell her when a roaring engine echoed from downstairs. Right then, a multi-million-dollar, limited-edition luxury car—one that money alone couldn't buy—pulled up below the building.