I Wish They Hadn't said A Word
Heres the second chapter of my Silent Hill story, I just wanted to thank my first reviewer Silent Hill's Kitty the review meant a lot to me. So hope you enjoy the second chapter and happy reading and as always just leave a review of what you thought.
Rain soaked through my clothes making me feel chilled adding to my fear as my inside's turned and squirmed in a nervous manner. As I stood there I kept wishing I would just fall down and die right on the spot, no person could or would ever understand the fear that runs through my mind and body. I closed my eyes for just a moment letting myself adjust to the hell that had formed around me, I was almost tempted to laugh at my situation which sounds pretty crazy I mean who laughs when your enclosed in a world of darkness with unrealistic creatures who just want to cut you in half and feed on the soft meat that resides within you. But really if you where here with me I think you would laugh to after all don't you remember the scary stories of monsters and ghost that your parent's would tell you late at night, which they would only tell you after your constant begging and promise that you would go to sleep after the story was told. Oh how to God above how I wish I had kept my mouth shut and the words about monsters residing under my bed and in my basement had stayed within my parent's thoughts and had never been uttered from there mouths, because now all of it all the stories they where more then real all those nightmares I had ever had they where all real. This may sound childish and stupid but I feel like if I had never asked to hear those stories if I hadn't had an obsession with monsters when I was just a little girl then none of this would be happening to me, none of this would be real and I could still be living my life without punishment.
My eyes finale opened to come back to the haunted reality I lived in, all my fears came back down heavily on me. I knew I needed to run somewhere to hide as the sounds of the Executioners sword grew closer, and I knew I was his next victim I knew he could see me through the darkness. He was just taking his sweet old time, he wanted me to run so he could chase me, he wanted to smell the fear pouring through the sweat on my skin, so that when he caught me and tortured me my death would be even sweeter to him and my organs that he would consume would taste even better. I wanted to scream, and a scream started to build up in my throat but I held it back knowing I had to face the monsters and my fears and make a run for it while I still had a chance. My feet started moving and it seemed as if I had no control over them and I didn't bother staying quiet any more as my feet made a loud echoing noise off the concrete. The Executioners roar startled me a bit and I started to trip but caught myself and kept running, the chase was on.
As I was running I kept tripping and falling over random things because I didn't dare to turn my small flashlight on for fear that I would attract other unwanted things. Tears began to dribbled down my face over my mouth as more fear started to settle in, I didn't want to die, dying was one of my biggest fears because I didn't know what would happen to me afterwards, what I didn't take into consideration though was the fact that I might already be dead, but all things are figured out in time.
As I continued to run my legs became sore and my breath that came out in white puff's became like a shallow gasp and my lungs felt as if they where on fire, most likely from the fact of the air quality around here. In Silent Hill breathing in the air here was like breathing in ash and smoke from a fire and it always smelled like burning flesh or like decaying road kill, but over time I had gotten use to the smell that I had once made me gag all the time. All of a sudden as if God had some kind of mercy on me I ran into something solid and I nearly let out a shriek of fear thinking that I had run into a creature of some kind, but I let out a sigh of relief as my hands pushed on the object and it opened, it was a door. I stepped inside quietly and carefully letting the door shut softly behind me, because I wasn't sure of what was lurking about this building. I took a moment to catch my breath as rain and sweat poured down my forehead and I wiped it off with the back of my hand. After a moment of hesitation I pulled out a small rundown flashlight tucked away in my jacket pocket and turned it on, my eyes blinked furiously as they saw the light but they soon adjusted. I shone the light around and realized I was in a butchers shop, there was spoiled meat everywhere, knifes off all kinds hanging from the wall and laying messily around the counters and floors and the smell was horrific and I pinched my nose up in disgust. Dried blood was smeared all over the floor, I knew I had to be careful in here because I had a feeling I wasn't the only one inside the Butcher's shop.