(Disclaimer-No, I don't own Silent Hill or any of the characters used below. They are the property of Konami. But wouldn't be cool if I had invented SH? Heh, I probably wouldn't be here now, that's for freakin' sure!)
Author's Note: The chapters for this story will most likely be pretty short. But there will be a lot of them. I just don't like reading long ass chapters. They bug me....grrr......Also, since this is my first SH fan fic, I'd appreciate any constructive criticism you guys can give me.
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Chapter 1
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Henry Townshend stared out of his apartment window, watching snow flurries fall down from sky and stick to the ground below. "I can't believe tonight is Christmas Eve..." He said quietly to himself. You see, Christmas for Henry used to be a peaceful and relaxing time when he would stay at home and watch a few Christmas Specials while drinking hot chocolate. He never bothered with decorations, since he was the only person who lived in the apartment. But he knew now that he would never have another peaceful Christmas again. That gaping hole in his bathroom that led to a satanic orphanage pretty much screwed up his life.
There was a knock on the door that interrupted Henry's thoughts.
"Henry! Henry, are you in there?" It was a whiny female voice and he knew at once that it was his neighbor Eileen Galvin.
He got up and slowly made his way to the door, seeing just how many times Eileen would push the doorbell before going away. Unfortunately, she didn't go away, and Henry was forced to let her in, lest his ears crack under her incessant whining.
He walked to the door, which still had the words, "Don't go outside!-Walter" Written on them. No matter what cleaning agent he tried, the damned thing wouldn't come off. Blood stains like that, you know?
So anyway, Henry unlocked the door and Eileen tumbled in with boxes under her arms and garland streaming behind her. "Guess what? I brought decorations!" She said gleefully, dumping everything on his coffee table. Then she turned around to face him, hands on hips, and a sly smile creeping across her face. "I invited some old friends, I hope you don't mind..."
Henry looked at her, hoping to God she was joking. "Well...I don't have that much room in the apartment, you know, and-"
Eileen cut him off, and ignored his comment. "No, of course you don't mind. Anyway, it's just a few friends. I thought it'd be nice to have some people over for a change. I mean, you hardly even invite me over anymore." She looked at him with an accusing look.
Henry just looked back at her with his ever-blank expression. "Fine." He told her, not wanting to argue. "So who's on the guest list?"
Eileen pulled out a piece of yellow legal pad paper and said, "I knew you would ask, so I made out a list. O.k, first there's Walter Sullivan. I mean, c'mon! What would a party be without him, right? Just make sure you hide the spoons."
Henry flopped down on the couch and gently rubbed his temples. "Now if I'm remembering correctly, isn't he the one who tried to kill us?"
"Oh, don't be silly. He was just brainwashed, that's all. It's not his fault. And of course his cute little alter ego is going to come as well." She smiled happily, then moved her finger down the list. "Next is the superintendent. He's a bit of a weirdo, but when he heard we were having a party, he just decided to...invite himself." She moved her finger to the next person on the list. "Then there's Cynthia, Andrew and Richard."
"What happened to Jasper Gein?"" Henry asked, only mildly interested.
"What?...Oh, Jasper. Well, his ghostly flame...thing...might burn something down, you know?"
"Wonderful..."Henry said, once again staring at the window watching the falling snow outside. At this point, he decided to just give up and let the party happen. There was nothing he could do to stop Eileen from having this party. And besides, what could happen in just one night?
