[In a weird way, Rochelle is almost glad there's smokers here. I mean, not really, but it was something familiar, and a sign she wasn't going completely insane. Thankfully, she still has that enormous hand canon of a Desert Eagle at her side, which she's using to pop off nearby Smokers as she looks for her friends.
No ammo around as far as she could tell, so she tried to make every shot count as the Smokers explode into, well, smoke.]
Coach? Ellis!? Nick!
[No answer. There seems to be people nearby, though. She looks over her shoulder at the closest person to her.]
Hey, you! Stick close! These things like to grab you when you're alone.
[How did she get here in the first place? Where were her people? And what was here in the first place? She'd have to tuck those questions away until they cleared out the area.
Rochelle | Left 4 Dead
[In a weird way, Rochelle is almost glad there's smokers here. I mean, not really, but it was something familiar, and a sign she wasn't going completely insane. Thankfully, she still has that enormous hand canon of a Desert Eagle at her side, which she's using to pop off nearby Smokers as she looks for her friends.
No ammo around as far as she could tell, so she tried to make every shot count as the Smokers explode into, well, smoke.]
Coach? Ellis!? Nick!
[No answer. There seems to be people nearby, though. She looks over her shoulder at the closest person to her.]
Hey, you! Stick close! These things like to grab you when you're alone.
[How did she get here in the first place? Where were her people? And what was here in the first place? She'd have to tuck those questions away until they cleared out the area.
She hoped.]