Chapter 4: Reality
His wife name… But that woman wasn't his wife.
"-Terry? What's wrong with you?" –Anger and concern started to show in her voice and face
"-What the… How the…. YOU ARE NOT FIONA!" –Shout the mumbling man
"-What?" –Now it was time for the woman to be confused
"-You are not… WHERE THE HELL I AM?... WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?" –Screamed Terry and raising up from the cot
Mia/Fiona had backed down and now she was staring at the man with fear and concern… Mostly fear.
"-We, we married last octuber… See? "-lifting her right hand to the level of her head so the man could glance at a tiny cheap gold ring on one of her fingers.
"-WHAT?...NO!... DON'T LIE TO ME! WHO ARE YOU?" –Order Terry as he approach the frightened woman
"-IM FIONA! YOUR WIFE!" – She scream too with a touch of plead in her voice.
Terry was now centimetres from her, and his hands grasp her tiny and delicate neck
"-TELL ME WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU! WHY THE FUCK IM HERE?" – Shouted an angry terry, beginning to close his fingers, and her windpipe
"-Your… Wife."-She was trying desperately to breathe under the subjugation of her throat.
Moments passed, seconds to Terry, hours to Mia/Fiona.
He released the hold… He didn't want to, but he did.
She was coughing and prostrated on the ground, trying to regain control of her lungs and the air inside them. Terry on the other hand was expulsing airs from his lungs
"-Tell me now… or I swear to God."- Threat Terry.
"-Im Fiona… your wife…. We are in…- she coughed- in Silent Hill… Home"- the woman said the last words in a barely audible sight
"-This is our "home"?- He pointed everything in a 360º radius of him with his finger.- Are you fucking kidding me or what?"
"-It's small, but… you choose it….Remember?"- Still on the ground rubbing her neck
"-What?... I'm not talking about the size… im talking about… ummm… THIS!- he ponted the metal bad, the cage from the ceiling the floor, the walls, the light. Everything – This is not normal" "-said doing a hand jive that took all the room
"-what is wrong? – She was afraid, more than before
"-What? Are you blind or something? Look at the cage there!"
"-What cage?"- tiltiing her head to the side
Terry finally figure It out… She did not see the same he did
"-You… cannot see this?- ask terry patiently and with regret looking around.
He knew the answer
"-Honey… what?."
"-Ok…Ok- said terry, turning around and starting to walk between the tiny space
Im mad right?
I was in the hospital… then here.
Or… was I here? and the hospital was just a dream?
How? That doesn't make any sense
And you call sense this?
My dad….
He is dead, or alive?
Where is Ashley?
"-Where is Ashley?" –asked
"-Who is Ashley?-Respond
"-My dau…"- He close his mouth because it was futile to answer that question
She wouldn't know
How could her? Even if she knew… why am here and where is ash?
A minute passed as they stared at each other confused, finally she broke the silence
"-I'm gonna go.."-she mumbled walking up the door
"-wait, wait – he grabed her arm and she made a slightly jest of panic-… Im sorry"
"-yeah… let go of me."-She didn't believe him, act next she opened the door
Terry released the grab and stood still like a marble statue bathed by an ominous red light.
"-don't go!"-pled terry
Don't leave me alone here…
She didn't listen to him and disappear before his eyes through the door and into the dark
Terry stood still there for a moment, just thinking what to do now.
Fiona… What's going on?
And there was only one thing he could do in this scenario
"WAIT! "-he called out to the dark, trying to see in the pitch black "-WHERE ARE YOU?"
Seconds later her voice echoed in the room
"-Im here…Come… I forgive you" – was heard in the distance of the impenetrable darkness
He did not thought it twice. Terry opened the door and his first step outside the room didn't connect to the ground
Stumbling and with fear, he felled down in an unknown hole.
Fiona…
… Or it was Mia?
"-So… what do we do with this one?" – Said a voice.
"-I dunno… it says here he is an organ donor." –Another one said
"-You want to do the first incision?" – Said the first one
"-Nah… I'll pass man… I do NOT want to throw up my lunch!" – State the Second one
"-Psssss…. Okay…. I'll do it. But you better start with this cutting shit, or you'll never pass."
What the… ?
Terry opened his eyes and saw with horror two red eyes above his head wearing a chinstrap and bandanas (the type surgeons were where they are going to operate… or in this case vivsect), Terry could poke red sunburns in the cheeks as well as some teeth marks and black red splotches of blood in the chinstraps, no eyelids and where the nose should be a black hole was there. And to complete the hideous appearance their skull resembled the one of a midget or a dwarf, oval and pointy on the top The creatures were disguised as surgeons and he was strapped down and lying in a hospital bed, the room was dark, and the only spotlight was coming from above almost blinding him
Terry screamed
"-Oh… he is awake!" – Said the one on the left of Terry
"-Mmmmm… Well… Sorry about that man, we were about to butcher you!" – Said the one on the right leaning his disfigurated face to terry's
"-Mmmm… you know, maybe we should still kill him… I mean nobody knows he is here alive" – Said the first one putting one blackened finger into the place were it should be a mouth
"-Yeah man! Awesome idea! I ll get the chainsaw!" – Answer the second one all excited
Goodbye Terry.
The sound of a chainsaw starting marked the beginning of a cold sweat running through Terry's forehead. He started to get desperate knowing his ultimate fate was going to get vivisected by a chainsaw in a gurney in some godforsaken hospital. The straps that were tied up his arms were made of some leatherish material, hard and solid , figthing was in vain , and the only thing he could do was expect the inevitable act of severing.
"-Ok… just hold it there… nobody is going to kill this one."- Said a third voice calmly
"-Ohh cmon! Is so easy and fun…" The creature moaned
"- Yeah… at least let us… I don't know… just tear one of his legs or something!" – Beg the second one
"-No, C'mon, leave me with him" – The third voice order
Terry had his eyes closed, full of fear… the only thing he hear was the sound of steps walking away from him and another set of steps approaching
"-Sorry Mister… Callo. Students these days… always trying to kill something! Haha." – Said with a little chuckle
He released the straps on Terry, and he opened the eyes to meet the one who saved him.
It was like looking in a mirror… a mirror in a nightmare… the person in front of him held exactly the same features he has, yet it was horrible: The hair was black, the skin was burned in places and blood spots were visible, along with some of the bones, the eyes were red and his lips were burned down… But it was the exact copy of Terrance Callo.
"-WHAT THE !" –Scream the real Terry so afraid he did a sort of backflipped and fell of the gurney.
"- Please Mr. Callo… don't make a scene." – said with a wave in his hand… his dead hand.
Terry backed down in the dark until he crashed backwards with a dirty wall, the spotlight of the operating room still shone the Doppelganger
"-Ok, Mr Callo… I should advise you to remain calm, or else… well, let just remain calm, so we both save a lot of troubles" – Said still calmly the creature
Terry shut up.
"-Perfect… so, now care to answer some questions?- as he grabbed a close char
Terry was still silent and immobile
"-I will take that as a "YES"…. Ok… First: You know were you are?"- Asked
"-N-No.." – Stutter terry still hugging the wall
"-Ok…- He wrote down the answer. And he sat up in the gurney backwards to Terry- Second: You know who I am?"
"- You are… me? " – Terry was even amaze for that sentence
"-Yes I am " – and as he saw this he turned around in the gurney and pleased the frightened Terry a warming smile, but to Terry was long for warming -… Ok…. Third: You know why are you here?"
"-No."
"-Really? You don't know?..." – He scratched his head and turned the papers on the clipboard up - Ok… Fourth: Is this a dream or a reality to you?
"-what?"- Confused terry
"-You know… is this real or not?"- Said patiently the demon
"-It's not…?"
"-Really? You think is not?... Ok. I see…" –
The creature put the chart down, stood up from his seat, grabbed something of a tray nearby, gave a step closer and watched at the darkness where terry stood still and still frightened and confused
The next thing terry felt was an excruciating pain in his forearm, a scalpel was stuck there and blood starting to run across his arm made him dizzy. The creatures deliberately threw a surgical knife to him. Terry screamed with horror and pain
"-Isn't that real Mr Callo or is just an illusion?" – Said with a chuckle, grabbing another one from the set, giving a few more steps to Terry and aiming to his thorax now
"-Wait! Stop! What do you want from me!" – Shouted Terry clutching his arm in pain
"-To accept" – And he shoot the knife from his hand
The knife hit with in his rib cage. Gasping, Terry kneeled in front of his mirror counterpart
The demon stood just inches of him, with another knife in his right hand and now they know the next impact will be the last. Terry slowly lifted his head up to watch at his merciless executioner with fear
"-Wake up"- said the doppelganger and stab the scalpel in Terry's neck
Shouting, the man woke up exalted. Trembling and scared he checked himself fast and furious
The knifes were gone as the wounds. Perplexed and stunned he wonderer if it was a dream or an illusion.
Illusion? Was that an illusion or a dream?
After checking his body he checked out his surroundings
He was in a sort of garden… no… he was in a park, in a bench, surrounded with fog and a headache. He slowly stood up, every bit of his body aches (a pain similar as constant stabbing), but not more than his own mind
Where I am?... Silent Hill… yes… but where exactly?
Fiona and Ash… Where are they?
He stood up as elegantly as he could and gave two steps away from the bench. At the third step he kicked something in the ground, and lowering his head he saw a lighter, and old time and worn out lighter.
Grabbing it he notice the inscription in the base: "A. Callo".
His father's lighter.
Dad…
He decided to go to Brookhaven.