LovelydarkNightmare

From the depths of the fanfictional side of Left 4 Dead. Original characters, Left 4 Dead concepts. At some point, I realized I could open my eyes. I didn't though, scared of what would happen. I'd felt the cold steel tear into my neck and the warm blood soak my clothes, heard my own slowing heart beat until it stopped. It seemed it could only have been a dream, but I felt so hot. The last thing I remembered was a biting cold, only made more bitter by the silence my companion took on moments before pulling out the blade. It's the only difference I could feel now, though. 'I don't feel dead. Unless it's still possible to get a headache after