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Evanescent Knight: Quicken the Darkness
Chapter 1
The sun was bright, blanketing Silent Hill in a warm light, and a gentle breeze kept everything and everybody from getting too hot. Dante Evens however,
didn't really care about that at the moment, his mind was more on the disappearance of his girlfriend Jessica Brooks. Dante was driving his old beat up car to
the police station to see if they have found anything on the whereabouts of his girlfriend. His cell phone rang, it was his friend Jack, he flipped it open, " Jack
did you hear anything yet?" "Sorry dude, nothing yet, the girls haven't heard anything either. Where are you at?" Jack replied. "I'm on my way to the police
station to see if they found anything out. Oh, have you talked to Kurt yet, he might know something he usually hangs with the big crowds." Dante said while
glancing around hoping to see her somewhere. "Nah, but I'll go see him now and I'll get back to you later." Jack replied and it sounded like he was outside
now, Dante could hear cars in the background, and the girls were talking about something, but he wasn't really paying much attention to them. "Okay, thanks
man I appreciate it, later." Dante said then hung up and set the phone down in the passenger seat. He was so worn out from his constant worrying, he was an
emotional wreck, he hadn't slept since he found out his girlfriend Jessica was missing. His girlfriends parents were the ones that told him of the news, and
Jessica's mother was just as bad off as he was, she couldn't stop crying. Her step father however, didn't seem to sad at all, but to Dante, he didn't really seem
to care about Jessica all that much..
Dante pulled up to the police department and parked in front of the old building. He got out and looked around at the surrounding area, he looked down
Sagan street towards the shopping center wondering where Jessica could possibly be, it's been three days now. His mind wondered, and he thought about
the plans that he made for their senior graduation, which was only a month away. He snapped out of his thoughts and started to walk toward the police
station. As he entered the building he smelled the scent of freshly mopped floors. The building was well kept, and everything seemed to be really organized.
He walked up to the front desk and asked the secretary, who was playing solitary on the computer, "Can I speak to sheriff Rivers or whoever is in charge
please?" The secretary took her attention off the computer, looked over her glasses and replied, "You sure can, let me go find him for you, if you'll just have a
seat there, I'll be back with the sheriff shortly." The secretary got out of her seat and adjusted her suit, and started for one of the back offices.
Dante sat impatiently on the bench looking at his surroundings. He noticed all the pictures framed on the walls, they were what you might expect in this sort of
establishment, just pictures of landscapes and the like. He then looked toward the bulletin board, and he got up and walked over the the board and looked at
all the notices and other things. He started to look at the missing persons signs when the sheriff came up behind him and said, "Good aftermorn'n Mr. Evens."
"Hi sheriff, did you find anything out about Jessica Brooks yet, anything at all?" Dante asked looking the sheriff right in the eyes, hoping for good news.
"Sorry son, but we haven't found anything yet, but we're doing the best we can, so we just ask that you sit back and wait, let us do our job, we'll find her so
don't you worry 'kay." The sheriff said after taking a sip of his coffee. "Sit back and wait, I just can't stand aside, my girlfriend is out there somewhere and
who knows whats happened to her, so don't you tell me to 'sit back and wait'!" Dante replied in a hysterical voice as his anger quickly rose , he had to push
the lump down from his throat as he started to think of what might have happened to her.
As Dante looked down at the glossy floor the sheriff said, "I'm sorry Dante I don't know what to say, except to wait, we're a small police department in a
small town and we're trying our best to find your girlfriend, so just give it time, something will turn up I'm sure of it." Dante slowly looked up at sheriff rivers
and said in a defeated tone, "Yeah, you're right, there's nothing I can do, I'm so helpless. I'm sorry for freaking out on you sheriff, I'm just really tired and all
this stress doesn't help matters, I'm gonna go home now and-I don't know, I just can't think right now, well later." As Dante was leaving the police station
doors the sheriff in a comforting voice said, "Try and get some rest and check back tomorrow 'kay son." Dante just nodded and slowly walked out the door.
Dante sifted through his pant pockets for his keys, found them and unlock his car got inside and started his old engine. Dante leaned his head on the back of
his seat and took a deep breath, "What do I do? What do I do? Jessica...What do I do?" Dante put the car in gear and began for home, the sun didn't seem
as warm anymore, but he still didn't care, he was alone again just like before Jessica. Dante pulled up in front of Westwood apartments and park his car, he
got out and walked to the benches across the street and sat down. Dante pulled his smokes out of his pocket and lit one up, he knew they were bad for you
but he did it anyway, he was only seventeen but Kurt wasn't and thats how he usually got them. He sank down into the bench and looked at the sky his vision
was getting blurry, probably due to lack of sleep is what he thought as he took a drag from his "coffin nail", that's what Jessica called them, he liked the term
it seemed fitting to him. He sat on the bench for hours smoking cigarette after cigarette, but it didn't seem that long to him, his thoughts were started to scatter
and wonder off not making any sense, he put the remainder of his cigarette out and headed for his apartment.
Dante walked into his apartment, and hung his coat up, he walked into the living room his mom was sleeping on the couch, there were beer cans all over the
coffee table, she probably passed out again, is was Dante thought and headed for his room. Dante's mom was never really there anymore, not since the heavy
alcohol and drug binging she's been doing for the past year. He never knew his dad, he left before he was born, he's probably dead for all he knew, but that
suited him just fine, he was used to being alone, that was of course before Jessica, everything was nothing as far as he thought before he met her. To Dante,
Jessica was more than his girlfriend she was something he needed to keep him going, something like a drive so he wouldn't end up like his parents, which was
the path he was pretty much heading until he met Jessica, and he would rather die that be like his parents. Dante didn't hate his mom, more like he felt sorry
for her, he tried to get her help more that once but all the help in the world doesn't matter if she doesn't help herself as well, the treatments only go so far.
Dante sat in a little wooden chair in the corner of his room next to his desk, his vision and head were really going crazy now and he developed a migraine as
well. His room was sort of well kept except for the various pop cans he had lying around in random places, and a shirt here and there, but other than that it
was an okay set up he thought. As he sat in the rickety chair he stretched and mumbled, "I'm so tired, I guess I should try to get some shut eye, I hope
something turns up tomorrow." He felt like he could fall asleep for days, and before he fell asleep, his mind was throwing all sorts of words out but the last
words were "burn it down", he thought it was strange, they didn't seem like they came from his thoughts, then he was out.
Dante was woken up by something dripping on his face, after his vision recuperated from sleeping, he looked around and noticed what he thought was water
falling from all over his room. The water was up to his ankles, he freaked out thinking there was a busted water pipe or something. He ran into the living room
to see what his mother was doing, but she wasn't there, and the water was falling in there too. He heard a scream which seemed to come from all directions,
he quickly turned from side to side trying to pinpoint the scream but it was no use, it just came from everywhere. He began to get a little scared so he ran into
the hallway only finding the same thing happening there, so he booked it out side and noticed it was dark, too dark most of the lights were out and the ones
that were on were very dim.
It was raining outside but the rain seemed strange to him it was very warm and some of it got in his mouth and it was salty. From what he could tell the sky
was very cloudy, and the wind was very cold, but the rain stayed warm. The streets were flooded and there was no sign of anybody anywhere, no cars, no lit
houses, no voices, nothing. As he walked to the middle of Katz street he heard the scream again still it was like chaos, everywhere. He looked as far down as
he could see on either side of him but there was nothing to see, it was pitch black. So he began to walk towards Nathan Avenue, he couldn't think of
anywhere else to go, there might be somebody there, it was usually a busy place anyway.
As Dante walked up Munson street he could still hear nothing except the rain falling onto the flooded streets, he them remembered his cellphone, he reached
into his pocket scrounging around for it, he found it flipped it open, "It works, but I don't have any reception, dammit." he flipped in back closed the put it
back in his pocket and started again walking through the flooded town. Just before he made it to the junction of Nathan Avenue and Munson Street his phone
started making a static type noise, when he checked it everything looked normal it just made the noise. He put the phone back in his pocket, trying to ignore
the static and continued on. When he made it to Nathan Avenue he heard another scream, this time it wasn't coming from everywhere, he stopped and
listened for the origin. The scream came again he heard it coming from the direction of Rosewater park. He began a fast pace walk towards the park when a
figure came running from the park, then behind that figure was another one, but it ran different almost like it was stumbling. Then he hear a girls voice scream,
"Dante, Dante help me!" "Jessica?" he thought as he ran towards the girl. The girl screamed for him again and this time he recognized the voice it was Jessica,
so he ran faster towards her. "Jessica are you okay?! How'd you get he-" Dante saying until he was cut of by Jessica as she screamed, "Get it away from
me!" then hid behind Dante.
Dante was in a mild shock he didn't know what was going on, but he seen the figure get closer and it was in one of the dim lights running towards them. It
looks like a female but distorted and bloody, then he noticed the knife in its hand, he tried to look for something to use as a weapon, but it was too late the
thing was right in front of him. He grabbed it by the wrists and struggle with it for awhile, he also noticed that the wrists were cut open. He was able to push
the bloody creature over and it fell into the water and began to shake wildly. Dante turned and grabbed Jessica by the hand and said, "Run, before it gets
up!" They ran until reached the Carroll street turn off, then they turned and decided to take refuge in the Texxon gas station.
After Dante caught his breath he turned to Jessica and said, "Where have you been and what's going on? I've been looking for you for days and I- are you
okay?" Jessica still somewhat hysterical said, "I don't know, I don't know what's going on, I just showed up here when I was walking home from Samantha's
house a couple of nights ago, I've been running ever since from those things, I don't know what they are, I-I just don't know what going on, what should we
do, what should we do Dante?" Jessica sat down in the flooded gas station started to cry again. Dante sat beside her and put his arm around her to try and
comfort her. He was about to speak when they heard the scream again, it was all over and even more blood curdling. They sat in silence, sat in the dark,
wondering what to do next.