Hey everyone! Sarre101 here with a list of 100 Things to do in Silent Hill! I have made a couple of my own, but I expect you, the readers, to send in the rest! By the way, all of the entries will be my OC in Silent Hill, similar to being stuck in the game. :P Beware, some entries will be serious, some random. Prepare yourself for mood swings. o.o
Disclaimer: I wish I did own Silent Hill, but I don't. :`(
#1: When the phone rings, pick it up and, with your best Indian accent, say "Hello?"
I walked between the rows of lockers, disgusted that I was breathing in who-knows-what. The grated room was not only musty, but Otherworldly as well. The walls were covered in flesh, the lockers in rust, and the floor in blood.
Sighing to myself, I wondered which game I was in and if I could have some fun with my current situation. The room seemed familiar, but I couldn't bring myself to remember.
Suddenly, I heard a shrill ringing from behind me. Whipping around, I prepared myself for a monster just to realize that the sound was that of a telephone. Now I remembered this scene. I was in Silent Hill 3, but I certainly wasn't Heather, nor was I going to act like her. This was my thrilling moment of delight.
Silently, except for the taps of my boots on the metal ground, I walked over to the locker I assumed the phone was in and opened it. Surprisingly, it moved without much resistance, and the creaking sound it made was just like in the game.
As I played the scene in my head, I thought of what I would say. After a minute of thinking, I smirked somewhat evilly. I know, I thought, anticipating the moment.
I lifted up the phone. It wasn't cordless like Henry's, but the box it hooked into wasn't plugged into anything. It was unexplainable. Typical.
Before I could say 'hello', the voice on the other end began singing the birthday song. I waited until it stopped before saying in my best Muslim voice, "Hello?"
Silence. I almost cracked up laughing, but I stopped myself before I ruined the moment. "…Heather?" the voice on the other end asked, sounding suspiciously like Vincent.
"Oh no, this is customer support. Can I help you?" I felt like rolling on the floor, I was laughing so hard. Mentally. Otherwise, I would be given away.
"…Huh?" I was almost positive the person didn't believe me. I didn't care, though. This was too much fun.
"You call customer support, sir," I spoke into the speaker, waiting for a response.
"I am positive that you are Heather…" It sounded uncertain.
"No, my name Bob. And you?"
No response. I tried again. "What number are you calling from, sir?"
"I-" Then, he hung up, seemingly giving up on his pursuit. I pumped my fist in the air in triumph, then I collapsed on the floor in a heap of laughs.
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