Hey all who read this, I wanna let you all know that im kinda new at this and did my best to make this something you can enjoy. Hopefully it catches on and i can get some feedback on this chapter. Hopefully more good than bad. Please enjoy!


It hurts all over, legs, chest, head, all throbbing in pain. It's hard to breath, to move, or even keep my eyes open. I have to, I have to stand, to move, something's wrong. What happened? Think Jackson think... a car, that car, where did it come from? The fog, it came from that fog... why is there fog?

He shifted his weight as best he could to his left side, trying to see anything that could tell him where he was. It hurt all over, so bad it cut his breath short. He could feel the warm spots on his head and left leg where there was blood staining his and matting down his hair. All he could see was the dense fog and snow that fell like ash. His arm gave way and he fell to the ground once more hitting his already jumbled head, and losing consciousness.

Where am I... what happened? I remember... fog... I... I remember, m-my head...

His thoughts where cut short by the sound of running footsteps. He craned his neck towards the sound, causing pain to rush through his head and neck. Cringing he was able to keep one eye open. Through the fog all he could see was the snowflakes falling. Jackson forced himself to stand, pain seeming to rush from his leg to his head and back down again. He reached his hand out instinctively to catch himself from falling. His hand met the battered remains of a car, crashed into the side of the hill.

This was... was this my car? Where am I...

He turned his head slowly as to avoid causing any more pain, but again, nothing but fog. He hobbled over to the trunk of the car. It had been knocked open from the crash, there was glass everywhere. He sifted through the discarded pieces of cloth and glass to find nothing of interest but a map. He quickly stuffed it into his jacket pocket and hobbled to the driver side of the car. The door seemed to be hit so hard it pried it open permanently.

Wiping away shattered glass he roughly dropped into the driver seat, ceasing the pain in his leg and seemingly dulling the pain in his head. He checked the glove-box, the console, and the compartment under the steering wheel and found a half empty bottle of pain killers, a flashlight, a pack of cigarettes and lighter.

Damn it, now if I could at least know what time it was... Clock in the car is broken...

Frustrated and still in pain, Jackson removed the cap off the bottle of pills and was generous in their application. They where hard to swallow without something to wash them down with, but he managed. He shook his flashlight to hear the batteries clack inside before trying to turn it on. With a flick of the switch light shot from the end creating a large pale circle of light through the windshield of the car. A dark line crossing through it from the cracked lens.

At least this thing works, wouldn't want to be out in the dark without it, especially with this fog... where am I? Maybe...

Reaching into his jacket, he retrieved the map he got from the trunk. Careful as to not tear it anymore than it already was from the glass and obvious abuse it had taken during its lifetime, he searched the corners for a name, anything that would give him a hint as to where he was at.

Never thought I'd be here again...

Silent Hill...


SO! That was my attempt at the first chapter, im really trying to stick to Silent Hill's themes and the way the town works. I promise to keep things as close to the Silent Hill universe and not jump into my own ideas an screw the whole thing up. Like I said before, Good feedback is good, and bad is... Good in its own way. This is my first ever fan fic and I hope I didn't do to bad. Thanks to all who've read it to this point and to all who will continue reading!