Disclaimer: I have made this wonderful plot and characters, but all of the relevance's to silent Hill are not owned by I.

Authors Note: Just like the Silent Hill Games I have added more than one ending so you can decide what to follow. You'll know when you are supposed to.

Silent Hill:

Tears of the Unforgiven

Chapter One: Ordinary Day

It was that dark night that he stood at his small window looking at all the small little raindrops pattering against the small windows glass frame. The room he stood in would be called the living room, each side of the wall with a nice white paint coating them. On the left wall from the doorway outside into the cloud night was a three seater sofa, with some floral design. The TV stood across from the soft on a large wooden cabinet, on and playing the news. The coffee table was practically right in front of the sofa, and held scattered papers on it along with a photo. The man turned to the coffee table and lights flashed through the room from the lighting strike, though his lights were off.

Taking back on the terror of the outside the man stood at about six foot maybe with a dark figure look to him. His eyes were a green color scanning the room with excite after the lighting strike before turning back to disappointment. His black hair reached his shoulders and was curly, though if you wanted to know the man had wanted it to be straightened. His lips quivered with the feeling that came over him.

"Oh I miss you ever so much Lina," The man said to himself heading over to the coffee table and sitting. The man picked up the photo and looked on the back. His name was signed there, Jacob.

Jacob picked himself up from the sofa and moved from the living room into what seemed to be his room, the master bedroom. Here there was a large king sized bed on the right side of the room, perpendicular to it. Another TV, yet smaller than the one that had appeared in the living room, was across from the bed, off along with the lights. The walls were also painted the white color in here. Shadows raced across the walls as Jacob enter, which could scared most but to him they were only like friends among the portraits that had been on the small walls.

"Where are you?" Jacob questioned to himself.

Moving on to the bed Jacob had decided it was time to let himself lay down and not let anyone bother him. It was his time for relaxation and for no bother. "Tomorrow, Lina, work and then search," Jacob had told himself closing his eyes.

It was only but two hours later he had awoken to the sound of bursting lighting bolts in the backyard. Fire spread quick but Jacob had ignored this seeing that the fire department would show up anytime soon to extinguish the fire.

"Where are you?" Jacob had questioned again.

It was but three more hours he had before the work day had started. Maybe it was wise for Jacob to stay awake, ignore the time period of sleep that he had longed for. It would help him mentally maybe, find that wife of his that had left. Yes, he must find her when he had the chance.

Inside the living room Jacob had sat himself on the sofa once more and pulled up the photo that he had before with the female and the male.

"Where are you?" Jacob questioned again, it was like a broken record.

Facing the facts he put the picture down and noticed that the storm had ended, and a sound of the mailbox had rung in his ears. Jacob pulled himself up and opened his front wooden door, looking at the metal mailbox on the side of the wall of the houses exterior. Jacob opened the mailbox and pulled up a letter sitting himself down.

Opening the letter had revealed the writing the letter had contained. More and more Jacob had started to wonder what a postman was doing out so late, but had it mattered. No, that was the simple answer.

The letter had read simple:

"I have heard that you still miss me from a friend that is still in town. I miss you too honey, but we cannot meet there. You must meet me here, Silent Hill. You remember the honey moon right, that's where. Funny that I live here huh?

People have changed here getting ready for more tourists as I can see now a days, but I'm not sure if that's it. I want you to come here though, Jacob.

Meet me where we had spent that Sunday, you remember that lace yes? It was Rosewater Park, everyone loves that park still. I swear I see more couple than the eye can describe to you.

I still love you.

Lina"

It seemed as though the letter had been missing some parts before Lina had signed it, but to Jacob that had not matter, it was nice to know that she was in a place he could reach her. He had to get to her, she was his only chance for his love to follow through.

It was not only two hours later from this incident that another man had awoken, yet it was at his own place. The room he was in was also called the master bedroom. His bed was a queen size on the farther wall from the door, this time running parallel to the wall. The room had a brown painting to it, the male didn't really care for it that much, it almost looked like it was a wood house. This place was not as much full, some pictures on the wall here and there, but the room seemed bare. Although there was a computer desk in the corner across from the door. It's screen was black since there was no need for it to be on while the man slept.

The male made his way out of the bed and moved to the master bathroom which had been a bit small. There was a toilet and sink of course, and one section of the room had contained a tubless shower. The male walked to the shower and opened the glass door that had made the water become kept in the shower, and then turned on the water system. It started to spray water about inside the shower, the male closed the door and moved himself inside.

Shadows played across the room, the man had turned on the light since the morning was well dark at five o'clock in the morning. The claws of these dark figures moved into the light as though to cover it, like hope is concealed by darkness. Although this may seem so, the light had still shinned through it. That was, until the electric went out as lighting struck finally.

"Shit," The male said turning off the shower and moving out.

Getting into the closet wasn't much of a task for this man, seeing as how everything seemed slightly neat and able to get access to. He pulled out some clothes and put on a name tag on his shirt, which read his name, Josh.

Josh pulled out the light bulb and snickered to himself.

"It's only blown out, no electric missing."

Getting off the counter, Josh had placed the bulb there and looked into the room. His hair was pretty much shaved bald except for some peach fuzz that had stuck up from the bald sphere. His figure was large, yet some of it was muscle and he could knock someone out with his fist if needed be. His shirt had been black and he had jeans on for his job at a local store. He moved to the computer seeing as how he had time and turned it on before looking on the computer. There was something from that mysterious girl again, saying something about Silent Hill or that.

Josh had been talking to her for awhile now and it wouldn't hurt for them to meet in person, or so he thought it wouldn't. Getting up from the chair he moved to the kitchen and started a tart for breakfast. When it was ready Josh ran out the door with it and into his truck, making his way down the highway.

Josh had arrived at work and looked as some lights were on meaning the boss had already shown up. The boss and him had been friends, of course Josh had other friends but this was a good one at that. Opening the store door with the key he moved to the cash register and opened it.

"Trying to steal some money?" A voice came from the dark.

"No Jacob, I'm not that damn low," Josh said with a small laugh.

"Didn't think so," Jacob said stepping from the shadows and flipping on a light to illuminate the stores inside.

From the door to the left was the cash register along with some video games aligned on the wall behind the machine. On the right side and across from the door was rack after rack of video games for certain video game systems. Hanging from the ceiling were signs for the store GameStop.

"Well we opened on time, can look forward to customers," Jacob said.

"Look forward to them?" Josh asked sarcastically.

"They make your paycheck."

"And?"

"What do you mean by and?" Jacob asked looking at Josh.

"Nothing, wish they wouldn't complain so much if you can hint at what I'm saying," Josh explained.

"Well they give you a paycheck, don't see what there is to complain about." Jacob unlocked the front doors for customers as the sun started to rise.

"Well then they should give us more than that," Josh said sitting in a chair behind the counter and tilting it backward.

"I'm very fine with my paycheck," Jacob said.

"Sure you are, seeing as how you are the manager," Josh exclaimed.

"And?" Jacob mocked him.

"Ah, shut-up," Josh said laughing a little.

The day was very long, it seemed as though the two of them would not get a break at all. In and out they came as though to thrash at them with their might. Jacob had sat in the back as the three people worked the counters and helping the people find what they had wanted to purchase.

Jacob had been writing on a piece of paper this whole time seeming to write more and more with his hand, it seemed to move in wrong directions as though it wanted to keep twitching. "Come on I have to write this letter," Jacob told himself allowed writing more trying to keep the palm and pencil still. It didn't seem to work all that well, but he still got it finished with the shot nerves.

The store started to close and Josh made his way to his truck opening the door with the key. Starting the engine the car speed off.

Josh was going to stop at his house but decided to head for a bar first seeing as how they would give him that sweet substance, beer. Yeah that what he needed after a day like today, seeing as how that calmed his nerves. He'd have two or three at the most, since he knew that he'd have to drive himself back and didn't want to get pulled over.

Josh walked in and looked around, one or two customers around and the bartender working the bar as he should. The bar was large, and located across from the door (Stools in front and liquors behind.). People sat at multiple tables around the bar and the restroom was located near the corner across from the door and at the farther end. The place had appeared to be made of wood, waitress skillfully walked across it on their high heels and skill seemed to hold up the tray for the food.

Josh ordered a drink and the black clouds of night formed outside the windows of the small pub. The drink came fast as he noticed the news had been turned on. Josh ignored after awhile seeing as though it talked about some missing child and whatnot.

Then as the drink was emptied Josh had went outside to his truck and made the engine roar for the third time that day, and he hoped it would be the last. Rain started to fall crazily on the ground and the car, pounding like a heart beat going too fast.

The truck roared down the road until it reached the house making it's park almost perfect. Josh made his way out and locked the door of the car ignoring the rain. Moving to the front door he grabbed his mail and moved into the house not to make the ink drip everywhere and the letter wet.

The letters were mostly junk until he reached the last which contained no envelope and no name to the on it had belonged to. Josh opened the letter and then realized who it was from the writing:

"You don't need to come to work tomorrow, I left for that silent town of the hill. Oh I hope to see her there waiting for me with her gaze fixed on my eyes. I'm sorry if this may seem weird, but please do stay at the house, I plan for this trip to be one that I will travel alone.

She waits for me there and this time I will not let her leave me again, not like before. Now you chase the love of your life, and make sure you don't let her get away without hope.

Now head for her, and don't let go."

Josh threw the letter down and sighed, it had to been from his boss but why would he talk about lost love and this place of a silent hill? Was it Silent Hill that he had written about in this letter? No it couldn't have been. That's where Josh's love had resided.

Josh stood himself and watched the shadows creep on the walls like they had lately, as though to beckon him to the door when he tried to pull away from it. The man wanted to be alone, there was no way to disturb this without the thought of death following.

It was now or never, that's what Josh had thought. He walked to the door and felt the chill enter his spine. His conscious spoke out to him telling Josh that he shouldn't do it, yet the shadows beckoned him. Though the conscious was strong, the shadows made him waver to their demands.

Moving out into the storm Josh made it into his car and made the engine start, and this time whether he had liked it or not, would be the last time the engine roared like it did.