Your Left 4 Dead Horror Stories

[Ursus Astrorum]

Alright, here's the deal. Sometimes my friends and I get bored of trying to escape and we try our luck with going into a small room, closing the door, and waiting for the hoards to come to see how long we last. So the first wave comes, we mow it down without so much as a small spot in the door. The second mob arrives, and while we're shooting at it it does some serious damage to the door. Still, we're kicking serious zombie ass.

Then, just as I move directly in front of the door to shoot, a hunter pounces through the door (shattering it to pieces), and tackles me. I died, but it was one of the most intense things I've gone through.

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In another story, I was playing Dead Air on expert, and I got to the hotel. So I walk down the hallway to scout ahead of my friends for zombies and assorted goodies, moving at a slower than usual speed and peeking into each of the rooms in turn, as if to be in-character.

The first room? One lonely zombie. Boom, headshot, silence.

The second room? Empty. Silence.

The Third room? Broom closet with some pain pills. Grab them, use them, silence.

The fourth room? A tank. In the doorway. Literally three inches from my face. One second after we see each other and I meekly murmur "O hai", the tank music plays.

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Finally, to end on a lighthearted note, we were doing a pistol-only run on expert through Blood Harvest. About halfway into the train station, we're all seriously wounded and quite a bit far from the safehouse. We hear the "Here comes the hoard" sound, and I decided "To hell with this!"

So as the hoard rushes at us I run directly into them meleeing with my dual pistols, yelling into the mic, "I AM SIR BARTHOLOMEW STILTON! I AM SIR BARTHOLOMEW STILTON! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM!?".

I singlehandedly destroy the mob with next to no damage.

And so we continue on, and a while later we run into a tank. "Oh joy, we're screwed" was the general sentiment. But not for me. I looked directly at the tank, and I asked one question:

"Do you know who I am?"

I rush forward, tank tries to punch me. I manage to move to the side and begin to melee it, yelling "I AM SIR BARTHOLOMEW STILTON! I AM SIR BARTHOLOMEW STILTON! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM!?"

"I! AM! SIR! BARTHOLOMEW! STILTOOOON!"

And with the help of my friends, I manage to kill it too. With my bare hands, and three people firing pistols at it.

Finally, we're unbelievably close to the safehouse when we hear a witch. "Witch!" Everyone whispers, "Lights off!"

I turn my flashlight off.

Then I turn it back on.

"...Do you know who I am?"

The witch growls at me.

"I AM SIR BARTHOLOME-OH SHI-"

And that marked the death of Sir Bartholomew Stilton.

 

[John Stalvern]

Well I haven't really had any horror experiences, as my console broke the day after I got Left 4 Dead, but it was fun playing a quick match with some other guys on live. Two of them were clearly playing on the same console and were apparently bickering, judging by the way they shot at each other. Only me and the other guy were handling the situation without dumping half a clip into a single zombie. Our health was in the red half the time and we were essentially dragging two wet blankets behind us who preformed well as smoker bait and little else. It got pretty intense sitting on top of a truck with infected swarming us and the one guy who decided to run ahead later and startle the witch. We finally make it to the safe house. Everyone limps through painfully slow as a hunter leaps down from the roof. Not bothering to shoot I heave the door shut as it shrieks and comes within inches from my face.
Eventually one guy managed to get us all killed and we ended up having a shootout in the safe house before I left the game.

 

[Flying-Emu]

Standard witch protocol = shotgun. It's a waste of molotov. Witches deal high damage but they have little health. Shotgun shot to the face = dead witch. Even if you cant do crowned witches are still little more than a minor annoyance for a team who knows what they need to do.

Key words: Know what they need to do.

It's a bit harder when you're usually playing with a group that can't tell the difference between Santa and a boomer.

And you cannot deny that a flaming witch has a certain lethal beauty about it.

@topic
Just thought of another story.
No Mercy, Advanced difficulty, rooftop finale.
We survived the finale with little damage, and were left with two medpacs and decent ammo by the time the heli arrived. As we cleared the ramp to the helipad, I get hit by a boomer, and dragged back by a smoker. Well, I got out of the smoker's grasp with little to no problems, only to get pounced by a hunter.

My team roared in, guns blazing, and wiped out most of the horde while Louis pulled me to my feet. And then, a huge horde came barreling down the ramp to the helipad (since I'd been pulled off of it), with a pair of tanks shambling along behind.

We were massacred.

 

[mokes310]

I was at a lan party playing left 4 dead with 7 other friends on online vs, and I was playing survivors, and we were already banged up. the first time I encountered the witch. I round the corner and mistaking it for a zombie, I startled it and it basically slaughtered me as I was completly unprepared for it, no med kit, and badly injured already. I think it got one of my teammates as well.

I've done that as well with my buddies online. I had a couple brews, and well, the witch looked like one of the female zombies that at kneeling, so I shot at her. Boy did I learn my lesson!

 

[cyrad]

Most of my moments occured due to the evil Smoker.

On one occasion, I threw a pipe bomb into a horde, but what I didn't know was that a Smoker was also in the cluster of zombies which roped me up and dragged me to the horde surrounding the pipe bomb, causing me to get caught in the blast.

Even more brutal is one Smoker that sat ontop of a subway. When he lasso'd me, the Smoker dangled me over a small group of zombies who proceeded to beat me to death like a pinata.

 

[DirkGently]

Not from the game proper, but rather the demo.

So, we're in the subway tunnels of No Mercy, the second part, and we're fighting through the horde. And the Director seems to think we're being too good, because it decides to spawn a witch nearby. And this witch cries very quietly, because my Uzi-spraying ass trips over her. And then my ass gets eaten by the witch. Thankfully, my nearby player controlled teammate had a shotgun and put that ***** down, got me up and healed me, but goddamnit was I suddenly on my ass, going from uzi firing to pistol firing before I knew it.

 

[InsanityWave]

Finally, to end on a lighthearted note, we were doing a pistol-only run on expert through Blood Harvest. About halfway into the train station, we're all seriously wounded and quite a bit far from the safehouse. We hear the "Here comes the hoard" sound, and I decided "To hell with this!"

So as the hoard rushes at us I run directly into them meleeing with my dual pistols, yelling into the mic, "I AM SIR BARTHOLOMEW STILTON! I AM SIR BARTHOLOMEW STILTON! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM!?".

I singlehandedly destroy the mob with next to no damage.

And so we continue on, and a while later we run into a tank. "Oh joy, we're screwed" was the general sentiment. But not for me. I looked directly at the tank, and I asked one question:

"Do you know who I am?"

I rush forward, tank tries to punch me. I manage to move to the side and begin to melee it, yelling "I AM SIR BARTHOLOMEW STILTON! I AM SIR BARTHOLOMEW STILTON! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM!?"

"I! AM! SIR! BARTHOLOMEW! STILTOOOON!"

And with the help of my friends, I manage to kill it too. With my bare hands, and three people firing pistols at it.

Finally, we're unbelievably close to the safehouse when we hear a witch. "Witch!" Everyone whispers, "Lights off!"

I turn my flashlight off.

Then I turn it back on.

"...Do you know who I am?"

The witch growls at me.

"I AM SIR BARTHOLOME-OH SHI-"

And that marked the death of Sir Bartholomew Stilton.

I loled at this last one nice, sounds a little like doing the ol' Leeroy jenkins though

 

[fd18e3d0-816e-11e4-b4a9-0800200c9a66]

During the demo on no mercy me and my friend were attempting it on the hardest difficulty for the first time. We armed up and walked down the stairs into the house. As soon as we walked into the first room a zombie ran at us. I turned to shoot it but missed and got my friend right in the face, crippling him. Much later on, at the point where you have to open the electric door there was a witch standing right in front of the switch. Me and my friend were discussing what to do when i took it upon my self to molotov it. Having never seen a burning witch before we were both laughing so hard at it, it killed us both.

 

[Asehujiko]

No mercy, finale, versus, me as a hunter, friends being hunter, smoker, tank. Tank charges at the grop which was infront of the radio/ammo/turret house and the group all back away to the helipad in slightly differnt angles. One of them rounded a corner slightly slower then the rest and was now out of los with a tank blocking the way. So i pounce. I sucessfuly hit and just as the camera goes in 3rd person i see a huge slab of concrete fly at me and i was like "oh shit". Thankfully, the infected have no frienly fire.

 

[Lukeydoodly]

I was walking along WHEN A ZOMBIE ATTACKED ME.

To be continued..

 

[PAGEToap44]

Playing on co-op with my friend and two AI. So we're fighting our way to the safe house from a street crowded with the undead. My friend and I decide to turn round and shoot at them for a while. The AI keep going. We hear a tank coming, so I throw a Molotov into the hoarde. This is when my friend notices the absence of our AI, so he makes a dash for the safehouse. And now I'm on my own firing at the oncoming hoarde, oblivious that my team has left me. When the Tank gets closer I decide to leg it only to find out that the others have already done so. Panic. I dash for the safe house but my friend closes the door, I shout at him to open it. He doesn't. I get there and open it, then he closes it again, I open it he closes it. Enraged at this betrayal I turn again to face the hoarde .I squeeze the trigger, and promptly die.

 

[Kenton]

If there was an "All4dead" achievement for the boomer i would have gotten it, awhile back before they fixed the exploit where you could bind "kill" or "explode" and still cover the survivors in goo as a boomer, i killed all 4 survivors in one explosion
It was the 4th level on No mercy just when you leave the elevator, i was waiting around a corner behind some boxes as the whole team came around, hit my kill bind and blew up next to them, the blast shoved them towards the edge and the all feel off, which left them hanging helplessly on the edge screaming for help

 

[Quick Ben]

Versus on Blood Harvest was one of the best for me.
The teams were fairly even all the way, until we got to the finale. My team was the first to go survivors, and we made it to the house fairly quick and painless.

Then we activated the radio, and decided to camp by the ammo stash. All went well until one of us decides to check out another room, and gets pounced by a hunter. At the same time the horde makes a hole in the wall, and a smoker drags a teammate out. Panic ensues, but I manage to free both the unfortunates by shooting the hunter and smoker through the walls.

Then the first tank comes, and we barely manage to pass around some pills before the tank crashes through the front door. We run out the hole in the wall, and manage to kill it without too much hassle. But as we relieved head back into the house, a boomer jumps on us from the roof. We barely manage to force a way into the house again, and the next minutes consists mainly of frantic pushing and shooting.

Then the next tank comes, and we go out to repeat the procedure. But this time, the infected does a fine job of separating us, and in the end I am the only one able to fight the tank (the other ones being incapped, or fighting the horde off.) I kite the tank around while saving my teammates from the hunters and the smoker. At last I manage to kill the beast, one second before he hits me.

Cheering comes from my teammates, and I help one up, but as we both help the other two up, we hear the rescue vehichle (Yay!) and the howl from the horde (RUN!) We manage to reach the vehichle with the Run, Gun and Push tactic. But we get separated just before we can get into the car. Then the last tank comes, and hits one of us into the barn and the smoker waiting there. A boomer gets one other, but I and the other one standing finally gets into the car.

I manage to shoot the smoker, freeing its victim, but then the tank decides to pay us a visit inside the armoured car. We both scream like little girls, but that doesn't stop us from being incapped. But, rejoice, the one I rescued from the smoker saves us! He draws the tanks attention! He's miraculously still standing! The tank leaves us, and kills our brave friend. Just then, the rescue vehichle drives away, with us in it, and we win the map! Oh the cheering!

Afterwards we slaughter their demoralized team before they even get to the fields.

 

[DamienHell]

I turned to and saw a large fat being, thinking it was a boomer I yelled out "Boomer" and started shooting at it, took me a few seconds to realize I hadn't shot a boomer..........IT WAS SANTA!

 

[Ursus Astrorum]

Finally, to end on a lighthearted note, we were doing a pistol-only run on expert through Blood Harvest. About halfway into the train station, we're all seriously wounded and quite a bit far from the safehouse. We hear the "Here comes the hoard" sound, and I decided "To hell with this!"

So as the hoard rushes at us I run directly into them meleeing with my dual pistols, yelling into the mic, "I AM SIR BARTHOLOMEW STILTON! I AM SIR BARTHOLOMEW STILTON! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM!?".

I singlehandedly destroy the mob with next to no damage.

And so we continue on, and a while later we run into a tank. "Oh joy, we're screwed" was the general sentiment. But not for me. I looked directly at the tank, and I asked one question:

"Do you know who I am?"

I rush forward, tank tries to punch me. I manage to move to the side and begin to melee it, yelling "I AM SIR BARTHOLOMEW STILTON! I AM SIR BARTHOLOMEW STILTON! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM!?"

"I! AM! SIR! BARTHOLOMEW! STILTOOOON!"

And with the help of my friends, I manage to kill it too. With my bare hands, and three people firing pistols at it.

Finally, we're unbelievably close to the safehouse when we hear a witch. "Witch!" Everyone whispers, "Lights off!"

I turn my flashlight off.

Then I turn it back on.

"...Do you know who I am?"

The witch growls at me.

"I AM SIR BARTHOLOME-OH SHI-"

And that marked the death of Sir Bartholomew Stilton.

I loled at this last one nice, sounds a little like doing the ol' Leeroy jenkins though

Never thought of it that way, but I guess so. I was just being goofy as hell because it was three in the morning at the time.

 

[Satansixsix]

On the No mercy, finally, there are several door that can't be opeded. So my friend and I are on about mid health no med pack, there 1 tank to go then the helly, no team mate they were destroyed by the preaviouse tank. we're fighting the hord inside the main building on the stairs, and then we hear the tank. I yell tank and we both run for it leaving fire in our wake. I get pounced by a hunter, my friends saves my with oly 1 hp left. Just as i get up the tank makes a move and trows him into a wall somehow we both get away runing around building then we notic a new doorway thats open, we run up some stairs and into the room shotguns at the doorwaiting for the tank30 secs go by, no tank, 1 min, no tank, 2 min, no tank. then a hunter is sat by the door, we shoot and kill easy. another min still no tank, then it runs up the stair and we prepare to shoot but it just runs past over the baister.It turns out we're not ment to be in here as the hoard arnt comeing and the tank can't seeem to find us. It eventually figers out were we are, but how did the door appear? but it was very thrilling with the tank just outside knowing anymoment it could run through the doorway and rip us both limb from limb.

 

[brabz]

I bought "Left 4 Dead" and was playing TF:2 when my 360 Elite Red-ringed on me. Needless to say, still waiting to play the game at home is a hell of a horror story.

 

[thewightknight]

It seems a lot of the best stories come from the No Mercy finale.
Playing on normal in a random server, we had fought through to the very end quite well. After the second tank we all made our way to the helipad, but one person was lagging behind as the horde came. 3 of us were on the chopper and he was almost there when a smoker snatched him and started dragging him away. Without thinking, I ran out of the helicopter and fired a full clip of auto shottie at the smoker, killing him and saving the 4th survivor, all with practically five seconds left.

Another instance, we were waiting on the helipad for the chopper. Right as it arrives, one person gets on, another gets pounced, a third constricted and myself smacked across the roof by a tank. I get up and my shottie roars as I blast at the hunter, running from the tank. The guy with the hunter on him is down on his ground and (luckily) distracts the tank. I blast away the smoker next and the person on the chopper runs out to help the downed player as best he can. Boom. He gets knocked by the tank next (of course) and the constricted player turns out to be downed as well. I give up trying to save them all and try to melee my way to the helicopter. I didn't make it.

 

[Bagaloo]

It seems a lot of the best stories come from the No Mercy finale.

Yeah, because so much action goes on!
I once had a game in which 3 survivors including myself were running to the helipad, chopper inbound, and the tank spawns behind the helipad, so is actually waiting for us on the pad as we run towards it...it smacked my ass off onto this tiny ledge near the edge of the building to the left of the helipad, and started following me.

As the camera panned out to watch my teamates circle the building and leave in the chopper, a tear was shed at the sight of too many zombies to count and a tank running full pelt towards me, stood on this tiny ledge on the edge of a skyscraper.