Silent Hill

A town shrouded by the darkest of bawls of the Earth, jagged as spires that flowed up out of the water they hid themselves in the dark posing as the holiest of men and women. They crept ever so slightly that they would be a leach, but a leach that burned in the light, so they devised a plan to destroy the people through terror and force them, the people, to obey. Wether it was through fear or through faith, the people followed and praised the darkest of gods.

In a sight of expanding their empire of darkness outside the quaint town, they set their eyes on the few towns near by. More than three other towns loomed within miles of the gloomed town and all the cult would follow leaving monsters to haunt their territory.

Towns in near by have experienced murders, disappearances, and monsters if nothing else. People would either die, be converted or flee, but when they get in the fog, they are lost forever in other world.

Chapter I

Silent night

The rumble of the car was like a sound of pain and an agonizing shock woke a sleeping boy up from his restless nap against the window. He raised his head up to see that the car was still bound on the same dark road. He looked behind to see a few of his friends sleeping and the light of the other two cars of the caravan following closely behind.

The boy came up to a yawn and popped his neck and fingers and looked over to his driver, "Hey, how long have we been driving?"

No answer came from the thick man.

"Hey! Listen man, where are we!"

Still no answer.

The boy picked up a flashlight and shined it at the man. What the boy saw posing as his driver was a thing he would have never imagined. His driver was a horrific puss spewing beast that reached over the light and grabbed the boy by the neck. The crushing of his windpipe and muscles, convulsing his mind until it all flashed back to the dark.

A bright light flashed in the dark and it was followed by a sound. The boy awoke to a startling view of a man who seemed to be wearing a robe and glasses. The man looked startled when the boy woke up and he said, "Looks like he's awake... I thought I told you stupid beasts to sedate him!" The man brought up a pistol and shot a nurse in the head. "Well since you are awake, we'd better get you strapped in!"

The boy struggled to get up but a nurse grabbed him by the ankle. The boy was furious and kicked the nurse's arms clean off. Adrenalin rushed through his body and he was so frightened that he didn't even notice that he had jumped out of the ambulance and ran for the wreckage over in the fog.

There was a big eighteen wheeler that was on its side and on fire, near by were the wrecked cars that all his friends were in before. The boy desperately tried to tear apart the wrecked cars to find survivors but he was stopped by the man from the ambulance, "Why did you run little boy?"

"I'm not little!" the boy snapped at the man, "And you're a murderer!"

"Murderer is such a cruel word for someone who puts the monsters to sleep."

The boy looked around and saw the man holding a plain 1911 in his hand. The boy hesitated and reached in his pocket for his knife, "Well, I'm a stranger to monsters, why don't you explain?"

The man snickered, "Well you are a fistey one." He raised up his arm that had the gun it it, "I guess, you just aren't god's material."

The boy pulled out his knife and ran up to the man who fired off a few rounds but missed to the boy's left. The boy planted the pocket knife's blade into the man's kidney area and the man went down to the ground with the blood oozing out of his side.

The man clenched to his side and yelled out, "Members seize him!" A couple of burley men came up wearing gas masks and big worker like suits and carried these four foot long pipes. "Kill the nonbeliever!" The men started to swing violently at the boy who started to run for cover behind some wreckage.

The boy looked into a reflective mirror to see his face in it, he had blood that stained his hair and ran down his face, he didn't seem to have anymore bruises on him, so he straightened his hair and saw a piece of a car door laying behind him. He reached for the sharpened metal and thought it would be noteworthy to face off these men.

Now the men had stopped their violent swinging and had started to spit up and comb through the fog and the fire.

The boy stepped from the fog behind a member and swung the sharp metal down the man's back. The man winced back as another blow struck his back and he fell to the ground.

The boy grabbed the man's steel pipe and started to run off into the fog, but he was stopped by a pain in his ribs. The other member had swung down and had knocked the boy to the ground, probably broke a few ribs as well. The boy rolled over as the pipe came crashing down and thudded in the dirt.

The member kept at the boy until the boy swung back and knocked the gas mask off his face. It was a regular man, and he was screaming in pain and terror, "Boy! Help Me! PLEASE PUT ME OUT OF MY MISERY! I CAN'T STAND IT ANYMORE!"

The boy's face went pale and he stepped back a bit nodding his head in a 'no' manner.

The member pleaded again, "Please, Kill me boy!"

"I... I can't."

"You'd leave me to die?"

"I can't do anything at this moment." the boy lowered his head and ran off into the fog.