Author's Note: I haven't been on Fan Fiction in forever. Hopefully, my writing has improved enough for me to feel welcome back on here.
Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Silent Hill, but I sure as hell wish I did…
Author's Note 2: I can't really say I have enough experience in Silent Hill to be able to write an original story that adheres to the storyline and can tie in with the games, but I'll try my very best, and it would be nice if nobody would pick at minor details. Constructive criticism is nice though.
It was just an impulsive decision…
Akira carefully turned the wheel and pulled over on the side of the road.
"Should I?" he thought to himself.
There was an unshakable urge within him to visit his old town. He had heard on the news that there were some odd happenings within the town, but mostly just some crackpot lunatics raving about conspiracies. However, Akira had the faintest feeling that there was in fact something going on there. Thus, he wanted to investigate what was going on, but the only thing that deterred him was what was calling him there in the first place. Simple on and off waves of nostalgia enticed him, and the horrid afterthoughts warded him off. There were horrible memories of that old town of his, and he could not bear to revisit any of the places that shadowy tendrils seemed to sprout from.
But, he thought, if he did not go, they would find him. Surely they would hunt him down as prey and drag him to face his fears.
"Impossible", he thought.
"Preposterous,"was the word he was looking for.
His countenance was emotionless as the cold shadows of night shrouded his car. His sweaty palms would not release the wheels, but his rigid feet would not allow his car to progress. His head was fixated at an angle so as to be staring at nothing. But then a bright light shone into his windshield. His eye twitched at the new illumination, but it was simply a traffic officer, motioning for him to progress. Akira snapped out of his self-induced trance and moved forward, clearing his mind of those horrible memories.
He drove quickly and drowned out all sound; he just wanted to get home and sleep. The day preceding had been a horrible one, but one that was not so unlike each and every day of his seemingly eternal existence. He had just been recently let go from his job, which was not so fulfilling anyway. Not only that, but he had barely enough money to support himself, and to pay off for his apartment.
"How could anything go worse?" he thought.
As like any thought of the kind, when he pulled over to his apartment complex, his question was answered. He wondered vaguely how they could have heard it though. His blank eyes wandered and dotted along the orange flames engulfing his previous residence.
"At least that solves one problem..."
He stepped out of his car and over to where the other residents of the apartment complex waited. A somber, malevolent cloud overhung everyone in the vicinity. His neighbors did not even spare a passing glance of acknowledgment as he treaded past. About a dozen vacuous eyes watched the flickering flames with him. Some of his neighbors, however, had been fortunate enough to salvage some important items. Maybe the universe did not want to spare him this luxury… At the end of the long line of fellow residents was a meager child whose eyes were fixated on his portable T.V.
There were no other channels featuring anything worthy of note, so the child had resorted to watching a monotonous news program. Akira was about to just leave, until he looked closer at the T.V. where something caught his interest. It was another program investigating the strange happenings of his hometown. Apparently, several people had gone missing in the city; children, elderly people, even adults. Another person had gone missing in the city, a young woman. Akira took note of the name, "Rena". The constables had not been able to further investigate her existence, as her records seemed to be missing.
After the short report, the weatherman appeared on the T.V., predicting sunny skies in the city for the entire week.
"That's a lie…"Akira whispered, finally breaking out of his introverted trance.
Making sure nobody heard his words, he returned to his car. He was going to go see for himself what had befallen his former residence, but something hindered him. Upon entering his car, a sudden surge of somnolence swept over him. However, passing it off as nothing, he pressed onwards, leaving the old home he would not return to anytime soon.
The city he lived in then and the city he was returning to were neighbors. However, a mysterious forest blockaded a clear border between the two cities, where people also went missing often.
"People go missing everywhere these days…" Akira muttered to himself.
But the wave of somnolence that gripped him steadily was slowly taking its toll. It was more serious than he thought it would be. As he drove through the sinister woods, his eyelids swept their flesh over his eyes, and they did not release. Now Akira was in a complete trance-like state. Not even the subsequent crash could wake him up.
Author's Note 3: I wonder why I number these… I am such a weird person… This is just the prologue… the actual chapter 1 will be up soon.