The Compilations of Silent Hill Short Stories

By Rhett Gardner

Chapter One: Rhett's Second Chance INT-RHETT'S LIVING ROOM- MORNING

Rhett, now a lot older and has a goatee, is typing at a traditional rapid-ness on Word Processor, proud with what he is typing so far.

RHETT: And just some more proofreading, and (Saves) done! (Prints out file) this new novel is going to get me recognized in the publishing business and I'm going to make millions! (Finishes printing) Ha, nothing's going to stop me now!

Then suddenly, someone kicks through the window in the Living Room, and takes off the mask that was worn. It turns out to be a man in a business suit, with slicked back short hair, and is always in an energetic and eccentric mood. He's always talking in a very rapid pace.

MYSTERIOUS MAN: Why hello there Rhett, it's finally nice to meet you, I'm the Assistant of the CEO of How are you?

RHETT: (Furious) Why the hell did you go through the window of my house, man?!

ASSISTANT: Please, call me Jason. My CEO had me here to talk to you about a business proposal.

RHETT: You STILL didn't didn't explain-

JASON: That's what I was get to, young Rhett. It appears that you was one of the most well known Silent Hill authors along with Wrath, E.P.O, TheTrueSonOfJenova, and such other people, am I right?

RHETT: Well, not so famous-

JASON: That's fantastic! Now, we read your unfinished story, Silent Hill: Start of a Race, the title was alittle off-putting, but the humour was fantastic, no matter how plagiarised! What ever happened at the end anyway?

RHETT: Umm, everybody dies except Rhett.

JASON: Oh…. ok then. ANNNNNYYWAAAY, the proposal was that you signed an Eight-Story contract, the subject being Silent Hill, to help increase more of an audience.

RHETT: Ummm, sounds cool, but why me? I'm not so good at writing-

JASON: WE JUST TRUST YOU MAN! Also, you'll have to do some touring and meet VIPs in order to promote your stories. (Now acts like a father to a baby) Do you know what VIP stands for?

RHETT: (As if it's obvious) Very Important Person.

JASON: (Pats Rhett on the head) Ahh, such a good boooy! Have a Mini-Roll, it's on me!

RHETT: (Incredibly pissed) LOOK, DO YOU WANT ME TO SIGN THE DAMN CONTRACT OR NOT?!

JASON: Here you go (Gives him contract and pen, then checks hand), where did my Mini-Roll go?

RHETT: (Munches the entire mini-roll along with the packet, then starts chewing loudly and aggressively) What the fucks are you talking about?

JASON: Nevermind, it's time to gooo! (Grabs Rhett's arm and drags him through the shattered fragments of glass)

RHETT: Heeey, that kinda tickles!

Now the two has disappeared, and then Rhett's Dad comes in through the door, with shopping bags with a large quantity of food and house-related products.

RHETT'S DAD: Rhett, it's time to help me with the shopping! (Silence) Hello? Hello?

Rhett's dad then notices the giant, gaping hole where the window should be, suspecting that Rhett has disappeared. He then, with a face of comforted privacy, takes out a hidden cardboard cutout of Honey Rider.

RHETT'S DAD: Ohh yeah baby, you can call me Dr. YES!