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The 21 sacraments. It all made no sense to Henry Townshend. He had lived a simple life. A life with his family. Went to school. Grew up and moved out.
Like every normal family.
Everything that was happening to him ever since he moved into that damned apartment was insane. It was so intense. Everything. The world had changed into a horrific nightmare. I nightmare that would scare the bravest man.
Everywhere Henry looked there was blood. It was on the walls. The floor. The ceiling.
It was on him.
Those monsters, for that could be the only way to describe them, came at him. Those creatures never stopped coming. They made the horror even more repulsive.
The appearance could be the only reason.
For heaven's sake Henry wished that was all it was. Of course knowing what they could do. What they would do to him.
There was only one thing that scared him more than those monsters.
Walter Sullivan.
All of Joseph's notes told mostly of this monster. Nothing was more frightening.
Nothing.
Eileen Galvin walked behind the brunette slowly. If you could call it walking. It wasn't her fault, she was wounded. Even if it wasn't her fault she slowed the receiver down.
Slowed the two down from him. Trapped in this gruesome dream. Guns firing at the two. They did all they could.
Run.
What could they do? The first time the two encountered the man he let them go. The second time they weren't so lucky. He started to run at Henry with a chainsaw. What would be the logical thing to do when a chainsaw was coming at you?
Run for your life of course!
Henry started firing at the man. When the man fell to the ground with a thud, the last sacraments thought they were safe.
Miraculous he got to his feet and grinned at Henry.
That was when the true game of cat and mouse started.
Alone. Completely alone.
The young brunette sighed as he got out of the hole. Eileen was no where to be seen. That was unusual. What if Walter had gotten to her?
Panicked the young man looked around. Soon he came face to face with him.
Walter Sullivan.
Henry backed up as the man walked closer to him.
Closer and Closer. With slow predatory steps.
Henry hadn't looked behind to see if there was enough space and backed himself into a wall.
"Henry Townshend." Walter's calm voice did nothing to soothe the man. It made him panic more as he tried to look for a way to escape the mad man. He stepped even closer to Henry. He grabbed his lean wrists.
"Let go!" He yelled.
This was the end.
His life was in the hands of the murderer.
Henry Townshend knew he was going to die.
"Calm down, Receiver. I will not free you of your flesh just yet."
What? If he wasn't going to kill him why was he here? It didn't make any sense.
"If your not going to kill me what do you want?" Henry cried still struggling with the man.
He couldn't just believe the man. It could cost the man his life.
"I want you to stop struggling." Narrowed blue eyes caught panicked brown eyes. Finally, Henry stopped struggling.
What was the point? He was going to die anyway.
Walter seemed happier about the situation but didn't loosen his grip. He leaned into Henry and gave a chaste kiss.
Chaste. Extremely so.
Why did it feel so right? This was a murderer right? Why would he kiss him? Him of all people?
"Surprised my receiver?"
Surprised wasn't the word for it. He was petrified by this. Confused. He didn't understand any of this.
"Surprised? What do you expect to do?" The brunette broke down on the older man's chest. Hesitantly arms slipped around Henry's form.
Brown eyes looked at him and slapped the hands away.
"Don't you dare touch me! You have killed all those people! And I had to watch! I want nothing to do with you!" Rage filled soft brown eyes as Henry Townshend ran away from Walter Sullivan.
Glass: Ah, WalterxHenry is so cute~ I plan to make this a multichapter. I really wanted to write something after I just posted a Kuroshitsuji one and I though "hmm why not silent hill 4?" Yeah this is the product of my procrastination on my geography...evil geography
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