Disclaimer: If I owned James, Mary and all the other disturbing characters of Silent Hill, I'd be filthy rich. In fact so rich that I wouldn't give a damn if anybody sued me. But I don't own them. Konami owns own them so don't sue me. Please don't. Pretty please with a coconut on top.

James Sunderland cleaned his ears, brushed his teeth, picked his nose and popped half a dozen zits in front of the mirror before he remembered his lines. "Mary, could you really be in this town?" He then grabbed the blue gem and went out.

James tried to recall the e-mail he received from his wife who died 3 years ago due to SARS.

"In my hang-over dreams I see that town…"

"Racoon City"

Unfortunately, that was the farthest he was able to read before his AOL account went haywire and the rest of the message was not shown.

After a few minutes of going down the trail, he encountered a well. "What's this?" He approached it. "I feel like something's reaching into my bladder and squeezing it… " So he took a leak in the well because he forgot to do it at the roadside stop.

He continued trekking down until he came into a graveyard where a lady was searching among the graves. He approached her and asked for directions because he was lost. "L-o-s-t?" she asked like a retard. Seems like Eddie wasn't the only mentally challenged person in the game. "Yes, lost. Y'know… the thing that that will happen to me a lot more often later on in the game, inside the labyrinth." explained James, though he wasn't supposed to know that yet. She gives him directions.

Angela: But, you ought to stay away from that town. There's something wrong with it. And it's not just the fog either…

James  : Konami put in the fog so that the player wouldn't see the crappy pop-up graphics.

Angela: No, I'm not lying.

James  : No, I believe you. It's just that… I'm from New York, I'm used to weird and creepy folks like you..."

Angela: But why?

James : I'm looking for someone very important to me. I'd do anything to be with her again…

Angela: Me too. I'm looking for that good-for-nothing-slutbag-bitchwhore, I mean, my mother but I couldn't find her.

         Upon reaching town, James encountered a trail of blood and followed it as if it were a trail of breadcrumbs. At the end of the trail was a tunnel with two figures in it. He figured that it might just be a couple enjoying a "private moment" so he approached to investigate. However, it turned out to be just a monster. James the voyeur was so disappointed he whacked it with a plank until it stopped moving. "Is it dead? What the hell is it? It's not human." sarcasmThank you James for telling us the obvious./sarcasm He picked up the radio and left. After a few more minutes of running around the streets of Silent Hill, James noticed that his radio played Britney Spears songs whenever a monster approached and the only way to stop the screeching was to kill the nearest monster. He didn't really mind the monsters, it's just that he hated Britney because she never answered the fanmail he sent.

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