Prologue
I have lead many people here. Trapped them into these walls of this hellish village where I am stuck today. This place is my prison, and I try to bring them back, to help me, to show them the truth, no matter the cost.
While others bring themselves here. They drive right up, walk right in, looking for shadows of the past, for a wife that died years ago, for a child that is no longer your child.
I owe much to Travis, his help in delivering Cheryl. How Harry took her somewhere safe, away from this hell, where these people could not smother the last bit of hope I had left. The childhood that was snatched from my small hands by a devilish god they so warshiped.
I became a demon due to them. I now haunt these walls due to them. I breath the ash that rains down in thick clouds.
This damned town will always be here, and it will always show everyone the shadows that they hide in their hearts. Barry in the unconscious mind in a place that lingers not to forget them. Shattered memories that they wish not to re-piece.
Hope is an easy thing to break. Many cannot hold on for long. As I watch their car crash, I know their journey into this town is about to begin. I hide and watch at first. Ready to take my why into their trip to Hell...
I look up one last time at the sign one last time. One of the symbols of this place. The words sending chills down many spins just at the slightest thought. This Place...
Silent Hill...