So here's another chapter of this exciting serie! You'll see again some numbres like this (1) down the chapter, they mean decisions, from this points the decisions you want to read are crucial for the type of ending you want.

Disclaimer: Henry, Murphy and Silent Hill are property of Konami, not mine

Warnings: Yaoi (Slash), use of rude words, violence, sexual themes

Previously right here on Assumption...

Henry was trapped upside down in his minivan; he unzipped the safety belt, only to bang his head against the minivan ceiling, he sprinted towards a figure, but as he was near reaching it. He stumbled on a random garbage bag on the floor. He then found a door in the very end of the floor, engraved in it was a circle in the centre of it depicting the figure of Jesus Christ all over it; his curiosity took over, and he took the circle causing him to fall into a fetal position while everything around him went black, giving way to flashbacks he did not wish to see.

"Who the hell are you, and why am I here?" Henry asked

''My name is Belphegor'' the bum answered

"What are you doing?" Henry asked, but was caught in the middle of his sentence by Murphy's hands, each one at Henry's sides on his face, and instantly placed his lips on Henry's lips, it was better than any kiss that Eileen had ever given him.

"Alright, anything else you need?" Said Henry not paying attention to the last part of what Mammon said

"Just another thing, my "beloved" brother has stolen two precious objects from me, a music box, and its key. He's at the lake, so please bring me back those things, and I swear I'll help you with anything you will need." Mammon promised

"Sure cupcake" Murphy answered

They turned towards the exit, but when they were about to reach the door Mammon stopped them.

"Hey, I know a safer and quicker route to Toluca Lake, and to the record store I'm telling you." Mammon explained

They went up the ladder; Soon, Henry felt that something was dragging him.

"Murphy, help me!" Henry shouted

"Reach for my hand" He said extending his arm as far as he could. Henry was grabbing him but it was not enough.

Henry sighed and took a big gulp, before removing the disc from the bottom, all of his surroundings where turning around him, he shut his eyes, trying not to feel dizzy. After all of that, his surroundings became clearer, and he started to hear noises coming to him.

"And do you know where we can locate your parents?"

"And get out of this store?" Murphy added

"Well, I can show you a way to get out of this store" Enzo said

Suddenly, our guys were feeling dizzy, and as all was starting to get blurry, the house was returning to its original state which was the last thing Henry had seen before he blacked out. Henry gave Murphy the sweetest kiss he had ever given to someone, including his wife.

"There is one original prince, but somehow during his birth his evil self-split from his body, and that evil one escaped here, soon after the storms that aroused this place." Peter told them

"Sorry man, have you seen a hooker whose name is Leviathan?" Murphy said to the man leaning against the old fence

"And is he about five feet, brunette hair, and blue eyes?" The man said smiling. Suddenly the siren was heard

To his despair, when they were at the middle of the fight, the yacht crash against it, making the backpack sink to the water. Then, a blinding white light engulfed them.

"Please do what the lesser note says, and don't give that to Mammon, he will k-kill the inquisitor with it" Said Leviathan with his last breath

"Stupid mule, you have been always bad punching someone" Murphy said, between gasps

"And you have always been a stupidly stubborn, wild clodhopper that keeps secrets from their friends" Henry said giving Murphy a jab to the jawbone

"Well, I'll see you later" Enzo said, disappearing

"And now what?" Murphy asked

"We'll go down the sewers back to Mammon's store" Henry said

"But what Leviathan told you-" Murphy said

"We have unfinished business with him" Henry replied

Chapter nine

On our way

"And now what?" Murphy asked

"We'll go down the sewers back to Mammon's store" Henry said

"But what Leviathan told you-" Murphy said

"We have unfinished business with him" Henry replied "And now, I'll need the magnum"

"But it's mine!" Murphy said, while he threw a tantrum Enzo would feel embarrassed about

"Do you see me giving a fuck?" Henry said, tired of Murphy's attitude "Now give me the magnum, NOW!"

"But…But" Henry only limited to raise an eyebrow "Alright, but you have an axe" Murphy said in the same childish mood

"And you had a golden pipe, but you didn't helped me fight off Leviathan" Said Henry, going back to the sewers "And I'll say it again, we have unfinished business "He said making a lot of noise while charging the gun again

They start walking towards the record store, hoping the way was still good enough to cross to the sewers (as it was almost falling apart into a dark abyss the last time they were here). Henry walked very sure of beating up Damien, and rescuing Enzo, giving him the life he never had, obviously, with Eileen by his side to give him everything he couldn't give to his son, seeing him grow into a "bipolar" adolescent, then seeing him grow as a man to finally have a good retirement with Eileen by his side. Or was he starting to fall in love with the ex-prisoner? His thoughts were stopped at the right time for him by Murphy who grabbed his arm tightly.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"We didn't have a proper time for this" He approached Henry, only to be interrupted by the white noise of his cell phone "Alright. After we bring this thing down I'll continue what what I've started"

They prepared their melee weapons to find any monster that could bring them trouble, and a silhouette was appearing behind the heavy fog, it was slurping, and making heavy sounds, increasing in size as it was approaching. When it finally came out of the fog it turns out to be a Responsible father… but far too different. It had a strange glow where its heart was supposed to be, the features of its face and body were more monster than human, all mixed with the strange face it had, a grotesque combination between Eileen and Officer Sewell. Even before any of them thought about the scarce possibility of a titanic battle against the giant of about six foot two, they ran inside the record store, just to crash against it, a rather clumsy attempt to open it. Henry turned the knob, but it was closed. When he removed his hand from the object a siren was heard, everything turned a bright shade of blood red, and the world began to turn dark, darker than a starless night. They turned their lights on, only to see the monster a mere five inches from them. They ran into another building, the first they could find, entering abruptly into a kindergarten that didn't look in any possible way a pleasant and enjoyable place to teach or even to be in.

"Alright, so we avoided that hooker!" Said the scarred, hyperventilating man.

"I suppose, but what the hell happened here?" The shy man wondered, taking a quick look around, having a mixed mood between disgust, fear, and surprise.

"Because of your 'intelligent' action of turning the door knob now I suppose we are in the nightmarish version of..." Murphy took out his map "-Mallow Institute, how convenient" He scoffed

"Well… Alright, sorry for that, I admit I flunked up"

"Excuse me for the question, but, you what?"

"Flunked… Is the same like fail" He rolled his eyes "You stupid mule"

"You're a stupid hoe, and I don't say anything about that"

"We can stay here discussing about Nicki Minaj songs, or we can fight the monster" When he was done speaking the monster broke the wall with a big jump against it, moving the ground beneath them "Or wait for the monster to come to us" He said with a shrug

Both looked at each other, and without words they knew what to do. They ran into different directions to attack by the sides, safe from any danger of the acidic spits. Henry started ripping its flesh with his axe as hard as he could, chunk by nauseating chunk. Henry put up a great effort trying not to vomit seeing the infected blood with a colour between green and yellow ooze out of the monster. Murphy by his part started to bash the monster with his golden pipe, trying to reach important areas like the arms or the stomach, in order to neutralize them or at least to make the monster to enter into a coma from the constant bashing of its internal organs. Both men were too busy to notice someone else was approaching.

They were exhausted from the battle, but the monster was still on its feet, ready to fight them. He went directly for Henry, but was stopped by something, a strange force kept it in the air, Henry turned his head to see Amon controlling with his hand the extra heavy monster. They went as fast as they could, loading their weapons to help Amon in his difficult task, he only raised his hand, then with the other hand causing the monster to explode, leaving everything stained with whatever was inside of it, except where the three of them were standing by. The world started return to fog world.

"You're so lucky for having me next to you, if it wasn't for my… Special abilities, the prophecy would became more than truth, unleashing the great chains from chaos and the nightmarish version of hell, bringing everyone around despair and depression, completing what that gypsy said that night" Amon said in a mystic tone

"What the hell did you just said hooker?" Murphy said thrilled, and a little bit annoyed.

"Just follow the path to whoever you're going to see, and remember this" He said, while he gave a strange key with an eerie glow to Henry "The right path is only the path you decide to see" He said looking at Murphy "Now, you have to complete that path as the warrior you were and you are" He said before he went into the fog.

Henry was left with a question on his mind, but was interrupted by whatever Murphy wanted to continue. He grabbed Henry by the waist, leaving them little space between their faces, merely inches. He was panting from Murphy's action, but it was more than just to simply shock… This was more of a lustful panting, for all the times they were so close, but yet so far to accomplish this simple action. Murphy shortened the distance between them, giving any space for retort to Henry. But Henry knew he had the option to not give in to the pleasure of enjoying the touch of his lips.

(1) Henry knew this was a bad thing to do, so, even though the lust was also consuming his body, he decided her wife was way too more important than just a simple moment of pleasure in what appeared to be more like a nightmare than the real world, or at least the real world he knew the first time he visited Silent Hill, back at Walter's mother a.k.a. 'the room'. He looked at Murphy, then to the ground and start looking around, trying to evade his sad and disappointed look in his eyes.

(2) Henry granted scarred man a slow kiss, as he wished. Even though he was feeling bad, Henry stayed on his place, due to the immense fear he had about so many questions of his whole life. Was he really in love with Miss Eileen Galvin? What about Murphy? He have been in his life for so much longer, and even more so since this whole adventure, maybe he could be starting to feel something for him for the only reason he was with him all this time, he was the only person in this whole madness who brought him stability. Anyway, he thought about breaking the kiss, but something inside him told him, no, something shouted inside him 'Be a man, return the kiss as the man you are'. He hesitated at first, but then sure about what he was doing returned the kiss, moving at the compass of Murphy, a really nice and elegant compass of movements, to let the foreign tongue explore his mouth, forming a complicated dance between both tongues. He closed his eyes, only feeling how Murphy was kissing him, how he was caressing his face with his big and satin- like hands. How his two arms were surrounding his neck, making their bodies to touch each other.

Henry, after some awkward minutes, separate from Murphy, giving himself space to breathe, he really needed to breathe, and thought about what he just did with what appeared to be the man of his dreams. He went to a corner, making a sign to Murphy he wanted to be alone. Alone to thought about how this would influence his way to the future, and was enhanced by what happened with the mannequin of Eileen back at the gymnasium and now with what Amon said to him. For some inexplicable reason he started crying, while he was slowly slumping to the floor. Maybe there could be more times to practice this, maybe not, but to him, it felt really awkward, Murphy not thinking twice went to him, grabbing him by the shoulder, making the other to turn around violently.

"Hey Henry, what happened, are you okay?" He said in a soft tone, almost whispering

"Well" He said while he tried to contain the laugh he had, while he remembered a same moment, but different situation with the exact tone and words "I… I really don't know if we're doing the right thing by doing this… It's just…" He grabbed his septum "I'm confused, way too confused" He said frowning his eyes, making a sad face, just like a puppy

"Well… This could be solved"

Murphy literally jumped on him, pinning down the man, grabbing his wrists and putting them up his head. He pretended to start another kiss, but even though he would kill to kiss the other man, the frightened look and anxiety of the other made it impossible to accomplish. He stood up, looking at another direction, not exactly where Henry was. He felt too embarrassed to make direct eye contact. No words were used to know they needed to go to the record store, maybe this time it was open.

They started walking out, but before they could go anywhere Henry pulled Murphy away from the exit thinking there could be stuff around here that could be useful. Murphy expected a crazy attack of love from Henry's part, he even expected that this could be the first place where they could surrender to each other, but no, it was for something different. He knew exactly what it meant when the love of his life stood up with a hand on his waist. It meant something serious, and for him that meant bad news. He sighed, looking to the ceiling, almost falling apart.

"What happened? Now what are you going to say to me? I can fuck off after this, I know, I k now I'm not that good to make you forget about that little slut of yours, I know I sometimes can be a pain in the ass, yes, I know all of that, but please don't make it more difficult" Henry laughed "You can laugh all you want, but don't worry, I'm not leaving you alone, as long as you need me I'll be there with you"

"No, you silly" He gave the other man a quick kiss "The thing is… While we are here, let's inspect what's around here" He turned to go to the upper floor, but then turned again and grabbed Murphy's hand "And I think you now deserve this" He said before giving Murphy a passionate kiss, while he put his arms around his man's neck, and Murphy took advantage of this, putting his arms around his manly waist. Henry broke the kiss, not very sure of what he felt "Now let's check the rooms, you check this floor, I check upstairs" He said before giving a big smile and a short kiss

Henry ran into the upper floor, anxious of the idea that he could find anything useful, if in the past he found a chainsaw on some random cut trees, which he can's seem to find anymore. He entered the first a room which looked like a music studio. He saw the big piano, and after checking Murphy couldn't come in any moment he sat down at the piano, playing a melody, remembering things of his past, like the day of his wedding, being lost for a while in the sweet and calm music he was playing. He didn't know how, but somehow the joyful song pass to become a song of hate and depression, now remembering how she cheated on him. He frowned to the moment where his eyebrows were almost touching each other. He stop playing, closing his eyes to recover his composure. He stood up and started searching around, finding a pillow soaked in blood, a tape, and a medic- kit next to it. He raised an eyebrow, but he didn't bother to ask why the pillow or either the videotape with the inscription 'honey moon' was there. He went to another room. It appeared to be a restroom, it was covered with bright colours, now decayed from neglect. He searched for anything valuable, finding some ammo boxes. He went to another classroom. When he entered, he saw a desk that was highlighted from the others. It appeared new and with no drawings despite being abandoned for decades. He approached to it; it had the name Damien written on it. He removed the thin layer of dust and some kind of flashback started. It appeared that many classmates from the school were bashing a little kid; it also apparent that the child was no more than five years old. They were yelling names at him like drop dead, or witch. When he saw a clear image of the kid, it was him, but when he had five years. He closed his eyes for a moment, and the flashback disappeared. He went to the lower level, where he met Murphy, who found nothing more than some notes on a desk, mere reports from the kids and how concerned they were for one specifically, Damien.

He looked at the note concerned by what he had seen before involuntarily, Murphy tried to ask him what happened, but he refused to answer, instead decided to go away back to the record store. They walked down the street without any problem from monsters of any sort. In the way Murphy tried to circle Henry's waist with his arm, which Henry avoided for his own mental health. He took the key Amon gave to him and opened the record store which magically restored the building; even all the records were in their right places. They looked at each other with a concerned face, as they knew this wasn't a good sign. They took out their melee weapons. A voice came out of the speakers.

"Testing, one, two, three, four" Someone cleared his voice" Alright" He laughed in a sinister ways "As you have proved to be such splendid survivors, now it's time for you to prove one more time you can survive the test"

"Mammon, is it you?" Henry asked

"You can say so… Or I could be someone else, I could be… Never mind, 'Inquisitor'" The man said with a scoff tone "There's an interrupter in some part of this store that makes the door on the front to open. To put some spice to this puzzle, a deadly gas is spreading right now, and unless you want to survive, I recommend you to find this interrupter soon. But be aware, there are some… fake interrupters, and I know you don't want to mess around with them. Let the game begin!" The voice said laughing and going off

"Shit, I knew it this wasn't a good idea" Henry said quite nervous

"C'mon, don't be a pussy, I know we can find it, you search here, while I'll go upstairs"

Before Henry could answer anything Murphy was gone, he sighed in frustration as he started searching for the mentioned interrupter. Murphy went upstairs, happy, very happy. It was one of the happiest times of his life, now things were moving in the right direction for him, Henry accepted, or at least he wanted to believe this, he was suddenly more accepting of being a happy couple along Murphy, and to raise Enzo together. Charlie invaded his mind for merely seconds, but that was enough to put his mood in a way he didn't want to. He sighed, trying to contain the tears. He started hearing a melody he knew before, somehow he knew the tune and how the lyrics were. He followed the path, only to see a CD player with a CD inside. He looked for the case and quickly found it; the title of it was 'Born free'. He closed his eyes, remembering everything when he accidentally went into Silent Hill all alone, next to it an interrupter was. He pushed it, just to find it was a trap, two slaves and four timid dogs fall down right from the ceiling. He prepared his magnum and his Uzi for the fight. He started shooting all of them, not caring where the attacks were going. Several of the shots went into the monsters, and many died rapidly to all the bullets they had. Only a Timid dog was left standing and with very bad injuries. Murphy smiled at this and with a sadistic smile he took out his golden pipe and start bashing the monster. After three effective strikes the monster died, but to make sure everything around him was dead he started stomping their heads. He walked again, covered in blood, and a sadistic grimace.

Henry by his part started looking for every interrupter, not sure of which of them to press. He found some medic- kits and a note. It was just the patter of a key with the label of 'dungeon'. He raised an eyebrow and soon heard some shots from upstairs. He didn't bother to help Murphy, as he knew he could do it alone as the tough guy he was. He started looking around in every aisle of the first floor, founding nothing more than four interrupters at the middle of each of the walls. Soon he heard a microphone through the speakers again causing Henry to roll his eyes in annoyance.

"I can see you have progressed in finding only monsters… Well, I'll give you a clue" The tune of a song was heard, it appeared to be 'Ain't no mountain high.' "So, be fast, or well… No, you can stay here, for ever"

Henry ran into the aisle of 'jazz n' shit'. He started looking for Marvin Gaye and Tammi Terrel, but no interrupter was near that zone. He started remembering about other artist that did covers of the song; the list in his head was impressively big. His eyes went wide open when he remembered were an interrupter could be and with an artist that used such song. He went to the upper floor to look for Amy Winehouse. He found it at the aisle of Jazz Pop (As that could be a section to look to) He pushed the interrupter near Amy's records, opening the front door that communicated with the other fake store. As soon as he pressed the interrupter the ground started collapsing. Murphy went running to where Henry was, no words were necessary to know they needed to run from the decaying store.

"Oh, I forget to say this one minimum detail… Silly me" The voice said

"Go to hell" Henry yelled

"We're already here" The voice said, with a distortion effect in his voice.

"Let's get out!" Said Murphy, pulling Henry by the waist, before he started a fight with what appeared to be Damien.

They ran incredibly fast to the front door, not knowing how they could move with such prowess without even a scratch. Hyperventilating they sat down on the floor to see that the door was blocked by a pile of rocks. They looked at each other and smiled. The microphone was turned on again. A sinister laugh was heard.

"I see you now have what it takes to meet me at my… Lair!" Damien laughed "So, even though I wanted to meet you in person, first I have some people I have to get rid off, starting with my stupid cousin, what a pain in the ass he's been to me, and don't worry cupcake, your son is here with me"

"You son of a bitch, my Charlie died a long time ago"

"Sure?" He laughed "Well, talk Charlie"

"Daddy, I'm scared, please, help me, I don't know where I am" Charlie said frightened

"So, if you ever want to see your child again, leave Henry now!"

"I don't give a fuck, I'll kill you with my very own hands, you son of a bitch" Murphy said

"You decided their fates… well, I'll see you soon. Tell Enzo to watch his back, he will not be very safe anymore in that church of his" He said with a final laugh, turning off the microphone

"That son of a bitch" Murphy punched the ground "I'll swear I'll kill him, I don't care with what"

"Relax, Murphy, I know he's just toying with your mind, c'mon lets go with Mammon" Henry said pulling Murphy from a shoulder.

Henry and Murphy went throughout the faux store with no problem at all after they saw some vinyl records of Janis. Still Murphy was annoyed by the fact Damien was playing with his emotions and his psyche, it wasn't fair, and he thought it was rather cruel, really cruel. Henry saw how every muscle in Murphy's body was getting tense, the hyperventilating, everything. He surrounded his body with both arms, deciding to calm his mate, either the good or the bad way. He gave him a significant look and smiled afterwards in a sign of loyal friendship. 'I just called to say I love you' was heard as soon as Murphy stopped and embraced Henry. He smiled and caressed Henry's face, sending chills down his spine. He closed his eyes for a moment, and then opened them again, just to continue to feel guilty, even though Murphy's face was approaching at an incredibly fast rate.

(1) As much as he wanted to avoid it, he couldn't help, but return the kiss he was going to receive, as he knew it was going to be incredibly awesome. He approached Murphy's face, even though he had to do a little tiptoeing as Murphy was some inches taller than him. He received the kiss like he was receiving it from his very own husband. He questioned himself in the middle of the kiss, laughing a little, did he just say husband? He couldn't do anything more than smile, it was perfect, and everything was perfect, even the dark and depressive ambience of the place, mixed with the nightmares outside made everything just perfect. He separated from his man, but still he held one arm across his waist, as he felt an arm around his shoulders.

(2) He refused to kiss Murphy; again, as he felt he was betraying his still wife. Even though he was starting to feel some things for him, he knew he had to do everything the right way, he couldn't just say "fuck it, I'm going with my best friend since kindergarten, fuck you stupid hoe". That wasn't Henry's style and for sure it wasn't going to change just because some hormones decided to get out of control from both sides. Ironically, Henry still was holding Murphy by the waist; at least he could have the pleasure to feel the tight and chiselled muscles behind the fabric. He too felt a heavy and manly arm putting some pressure at his shoulders. He smiled at this.

They continued on their path to the door, ready to fight any monster that was between their path to get to Mammon first and to rip off Damien's head at any cost. Nothing else was passing through our protagonists' minds, nothing that wasn't protecting Enzo, getting revenge for all the fuckery Damien was doing to them, and getting out of the town. Still, Murphy had the same question bugging him, was his son still alive? How did Damien revive his child?

"Henry, I'm not very sure about this, but if that's true? My child was somehow revived?"

"Don't think so... You know how Damien is, you have heard about him...some very, very bad things about him" He emphasized the very "And I'm starting linking the flashbacks I'm having with him. If it's true I really don't have that shitty childhood, 'cause I don't remember very well, but I'm sure my father never touched me, and he didn't have those manly arms if I remember well" He said with a not so sure look

"So you're trying to say that..."

"Maybe, just maybe... No, I don't think so" Henry said talking to himself rather than to Murphy

"I can't understand you so clear my dear" Murphy laughed "That rhymed"

"What I was thinking was that maybe... I'm in some way Damien, but the good one, like Heather, but different, cause even if I was a reincarnation I will somehow know about it"

"But if you remember well, you told me that your father abused you when you were about five, and everything at your house was pure violence"

"Everything's blurry Murphy. I can't even remember what happened when I was a teenager, so maybe... Just maybe I didn't have such a shitty childhood" They left the store, finding some random ammo boxes for a shotgun, each one with nine shells in each box. "We need ammo for a magnum and an Uzi, not for a shotgun, whoever puts the random ammo!" Henry shouted.

What he didn't knew was that he had awoken all the monsters around, to his misfortune his radio's battery was nearly dead, and Murphy's cell phone needed to be recharged too, so it didn't help a lot. That, added to the fact their flashlights were almost out of battery too, needing new batteries as soon as they could find them. Henry heard a faint hissing out of his radio and he gave a strange look at it, like if it was broken. He checked the device noticing how low of energy it was. He decided to turn it off until the moment he could get another one, using instead his own cell phone was shut down for some inexplicable reason (could be possible the first time he blacked out). This device emitted a loud white noise, as soon as he heard it he checked around, finding that more than fifty monsters were surrounding them. Both men chose to run for their lives as the monsters were getting nearer and Enzo wasn't with them to help them with his super powers.

"Where the fuck was that hooker?" Murphy said stressed, way too stressed

"This ain't time for jokes. And anyway, what do you mean by hooker?" The other said, with a concerned tone, as the beasts were at mere inches from them

"The lid of the entry to the sewers, which was open when we left for the record store"

"You mean that one?" Henry pointed at the entry to the sewers at mere millimetres from them, with a scoff tone

"Oh… Yes, that one, thank you" He gave a faux smile "For nothing hooker, c'mon, let's go"

They entered into the sewers, Murphy first, then Henry, who wisely took the sewer's lid and he dragged it until it suited with the sewer's hole. He started going down to the smelly hell downstairs where he knew almost the same threats than upstairs where waiting for them… Or even worst, putting in perspective than almost nothing happened the first time they were here. He swallowed saliva, and turned on his flashlight, along with Murphy's who light was growing dimmer. All his vision was mere feet above from them, even with the combination of both flashlights.

"Crap, we don't have enough battery, and my radio battery is almost gone too"

"Don't be such a cry baby hooker please! Real men don't whine about their situation, they act"

"Whatever" Henry sighed frustrated "So well… If I follow your advice, I think we have to search here the batteries… Or well, you can go upstairs and confront the monster army"

"I'm not suicidal honey"

They walked into the aisle, where nothing was found, absolutely nothing, except graffiti in the walls and reminiscence of drug dealing down stairs, as some little plastic bags with white powder with the name 'White Claudia' on it where labelled. They just ignored them as they knew it was plain stupid to be drugged around a place like Silent Hill, adding the horrors waiting to rip your head off as soon as you turn your back to pass to the other stage. Here, Murphy was brilliant enough to pass Henry his magnum.

With the little battery both had they saw a passage they didn't see before. It abruptly finished with the aisle in a bifurcated path, with two big holes. They looked at each other, then to the holes, then at each other again, then Henry looked at the ground and luckily he found batteries for his flashlight and for Murphy's too, and a new radio...how convenient. He equipped it, and changed the batteries. He looked towards Murphy who was changing the batteries of his flashlight. He was undecided of what path to go to, when he saw a lever. That would help to close the one that wasn't the correct one, or that was what Henry was thinking. He pulled the lever next to him, using all his strength, breaking it in the process, only to find he closed the path between both of them.

"Murphy, Murphy! Are you alright?" He said concerned

"Except for the wall between us… Yeah, fucking fantastic, thank you hooker"

"Is there a lever on your side?"

"Lemme check" He said, walking around, finding nothing more than a key that fitted perfectly with the hole at his side. He opened it, and with loud sounds the railing went up "Seems we have to find our way out… I'll see you up, okay? Just reminder, I love you" He said giving Henry a smile before he entered the entrance by his side.

It's time to express how the sewers are here, as it's important to know the environment where our protagonists are moving around. The whole system of sewers was illuminated with an eerie red glow, which wasn't enough to recognize anything, but giving it a sinister touch. There were pipes and handles everywhere and the floor was made out of grille. You could perfectly look at the filthy water passing underneath you. The smell of the place was awful, it was almost like a torture just being inside the place, but Henry needed to return to Murphy and to take revenge on Damien, whoever he was. The ceiling, as the final detail was shaped like a chapel's vault, but with cracks at random spots, almost representing a menace for the neglected state everything was around the once magnificent place Silent Hill was.

Henry sighed in pure frustration. He always hated to be alone, and even more so in spooky towns like Silent Hill. Even when he had to go to almost deserted parts of the city he felt really awkward. Now the feeling was boosted over ten thousand times. Not even when he was alone at the final part of his 'adventure' as he liked to call it he felt so awkward like this. With a big sigh he entered the hole. He took a note where a seat and a not so good looking rope with a hanged knot were. He started reading it.

Nothing wrong today boss, everything went better than expected with 'it', except we had to put him to sleep as it was causing too many problem to our personnel. If you don't know the new combination it's

He couldn't look at it as it was way too blurry, he keep searching for more text to read, until he saw some more words almost finishing the text.

If you somehow forget the combination it's next to the control room. Without any more to report

Corporal Sanchez.

P.S: We had a casualty last Friday, Johnson didn't resist and he hung himself at the very entrance of the prison.

Henry looked at the note very perplexed. How was it that there was a prison underneath Silent Hill and he never knew it? Was the dungeon's key patter referring to this exact place? He didn't question himself much as he saw a shadow on the wall of a man, the he turned around quickly, just to see one of his greatest traumas, a hang man next to him. He closed his eyes hoping it was his imagination, and when he opened them again, Johnson disappeared. He was hyperventilating; he put his hand on his chest feeling how his heart was pulsing faster than the speed of light.

He walked the large aisle in front of him and found what appeared to be a large circular room with four entrances, dividing the room in four sectors, each with the door and three cells next to them. Henry's theories were correct, this was somehow a prison underneath the smoky town, even though this could be a huge paradox, but if the town did want to put his prisoners at the underground, the democracy had to be followed as everybody wanted. The room was a little bit different from the sewers. It had a concrete floor, and it was shaped more like a quadrangular shape at the ceiling, giving the idea of being a lower room.

He walked around, finding an interrupter near the door he was. He turned on the lights, and he saw that everywhere he looked was filled with the strange symbols they used to put everywhere at the water prison and the forest world back in the day where he fought against him. He felt awkward with all of these symbols, but he couldn't do anything. With the mild light the lamps emitted he didn't bother to turn off his flashlight. He walked around, trying to look for clues to get away from the prison. When he passed throughout the third cell after the second door from left to right from the initial point he felt an arm around his neck. He felt the urgency to yell, but did nothing as he knew there was the possibility that more monsters could come to attack him. With some unholy strength he didn't knew he had he punched anything was choking him with his elbow. It appeared to be a man who was punched in his guts very hard as the sound of pain was heard. Henry turned around really quickly, just to see a prisoner there. He grabbed the magnum and pointed at him. Maybe it was just another monster disguised as a man.

This possible monster looked like a latino, he had all the characteristics in his face of a white Mexican, pinkish skin, light brown eyes, medium sized lips, a thin nose, and he was around 5'10. Although he had a perfect English accent like he studied in a good school or either he lived in the country for years, perhaps decades. Henry saw him and he remembered what Murphy had once told him of what he wore in prison, it was clear this person was a prisoner.

"Who are you" Said with a trembling voice, but with a fierce look in his eyes

"I-I-I'm prisoner one, one, seven, o, two. I don't remember well who I am" He said rubbing his head "But what I remember is that somehow I finished here after a simple arrest and those pigs, THOSE PIGS" He said in an attack of rage "They made things a human could not even mention, they made Nazi experiments look like child games, and all for their 'reincarnation' stuff"

"Alright, I don't care who the hell you, you are, I only want to get out of here. Do you know where I can find the control room?"

"Let me see" He said grabbing his chin "Well, I can't help you very much with that, but here, take this, I think this will help you" The man said to him giving a map of the prison "Hope it's useful, umm"

"Henry" He said not very sure, as he grabbed the map "So if I see the key I will help you, maybe"

"Esta bien, thank you" He said, with a perfect intonation of both languages

Henry looked at the map. It described his current location perfectly, a circular room. He went to the center, with the aisle he went before at his back. Effectively, the large aisle was at his back, a very large line with a label that said 'entrance' in red, sloppy words. In front of him was a room that said 'showers', it was only a square room. The room at his left was labelled as 'Funny room'; this could be where the experiments took place probably. It was first a medium sized aisle that took a turn to the left and finished in a very large room, and finally the room at his right was the control room. It was just the room without any aisle, but with a prolongation that only said sewers. Obviously, Henry ran into this room to get away from all this nonsense and to go directly to Mammon. Minus motherfuckers mean more chances to get away with Enzo as his child and Murphy as his boyfriend. No, as his friend, he just thought he was his boyfriend? Anyway, he turned the door's knob, just to find it was locked or either the lock was broken. He hoped it was the first. With a heavy sigh he approached again at the unknown prisoner.

"Where I can find the key to open the control room?"

"Maybe at the Funny room, it's where most of those pigs locked up after the breakdown, just look up at the number of my cell"

"Why I would do that?"

"Just do it for god's sake"

"Well" Henry said not very sure. He looked up just to find the cell was the three-hundred, and two, how ironic it was

"So this map" The prisoner showed a map with many places marked with a 'x' "Shows how many prison cells either broke up or the ceiling collapsed on them. Watch your steps, this is a fucking asylum"

"Alright, thank you" He walked a little

"Wait. Could you bail me out of here?"

"I… I really don't know"

"If you change your mind, I'm sure you'll find the three pieces of the key on my cell"

"But I haven't decided anything yet"

"Just think about it"

Henry again took his pace to go to the 'funny room', where he guessed there wasn't anything funny at all. The idea was penetrating deep inside his brain like an old sequoia. Helping or not helping, that was the question. And as Henry didn't want to start a soliloquy, he just put his mind in zeroes as Murphy wisely recommended when he had to do in times of necessity, or was that Eileen? More and more easily he became more delusional as he continued onward the realm of uncertainty, and the hopeless skyline he was getting nearer and nearer. He opened the door, just to find that it was locked too.

Does he really need the convict's help? Maybe, maybe not, but he couldn't make a human being suffer more than what he had suffered down here. Or maybe it could be a monster, a trap. Anyway, Henry knew everything influences at Silent Hill to get away in a good way. The decision was only his.

(1) Help the prisoner (Read the first paragraph)

(2) Don't help him) Pass to the second one)

He realized he had to help him, no matter what he (or it) could be. Seemed real when he told him they were experimenting with people. He went for the only door he didn't explore, the shower's one. He did remember what he told him, memorizing how he needed to find three parts of a key to reunite them to open the door (How difficult they make everything).

He didn't want to help him, it was completely pointless, and it could be a whole tramp, so instead of helping he knew he could use the key to take any information off of him, promising he will open the door, but at the end going off.

He opened the final door, and as he turned the knob he felt kind of relaxed, the door was completely open like a French prostitute at eleven P.M. He started looking for any clues he could take to open any of the other two doors. Suddenly the lights went out; even his flashlight only emitted a very low glow, leaving the room practically in twilight (and not the zone...or movie). He prepared his all mighty axe to fight anyone who deserved it. Instead, the lights started to light up again. He saw a fat, a really fat person entered. His face looked like that one of a child molester. He was blonde, small, brown eyes. From the steam Murphy appeared, and even if Henry wanted to know what they were saying, he only could look at how their mouths were moving, then how Murphy proceeded to brutally kill the man with a knife, a stick and his bare fists.

He hoped this would end quickly, but it didn't. He had to find somewhere, something. He looked around, finding some bricks put in an odd position up of the bench Murphy grab the weapons. He took them one by one finding a piece of a gold key. It appeared to be a handle. After that he tried opening the door, but was unable to. Instead he found a note underneath that said:

Composing is like driving down a foggy road toward a house. Slowly you see more details of the house, the colour of the slates and bricks, the shape of the windows. The notes are the bricks and the mortar of the house.

Interesting… So, the clue was just right in front of his eyes, the only thing he had to do was focus his eyes to wherever the key was. He focused his eyes, squeezing them as much as he could, distinguishing slowly, but clearly each time, each detail of the showers, the bricks, the colour of them, and then he saw it, a shower that was not opened for some reason. It appeared to be obstructed by something. He smiled and went to this one. Without knowing it was opened he started to unscrew it, and as he felt the hot water running down his body he felt like as if he was getting purer as the canal was broader. Finally he removed the object which he can't see for the water. As he took off the string everything returned to normal, and the lights turned on again. He read the label on the key, it said, 'funny room'. Why the hell couldn't they do things simpler?

In any case, he went to the mentioned roomed. He looked around the compound, he found it a little different, it looked less neglected, almost like they did a quick maintenance here. He didn't care; as it wasn't his business really how well cleaned it was. Without any delay he opened the door and what he found almost made him vomit. A man in straps was held to the wall. He was half rotten, with his skin removed and nailed to a cross. Down the inscription said: Gestas, for being a traitor to us and not taking the salvation with him. He saw a note attached to his chest. Trying not to empty his guts he took the note, as he saw how the man woke up, trying to scream, but not being able to. He went to the other corner of the room where other torture instruments were, including, but not limited to a spinning wheel, a rack, some Tesla experiments and other notes were down on a bloody table that contained several organs and a brain in different jars. He saw another part of a gold key inside where a liver was. With all the miff of the world, he opened the jar, which emanated a vile smell, and introduced his hand in the carcinogenic liquid, taking out the piece. This time he really puked, screwing all the records at the table.

I found a city of bricks and left it a city of marble.

So, marble, and bricks, that were the main clues he could guess from the first reading. He founded a city made out of bricks and left a city of marble? Where has he heard that before? He focused his brain to remember where he heard it. A flashback instantly started in his mind when he fell to the floor. He was in school, not paying much attention, when the history teacher was starting the Rome lesson. Misses Jones said something about that, said by…

"Augustus" He said very excited "Of course, but, I don't see many influence of Roman architecture here" Said, almost disappointed "But… Wait" He said as he saw the cross "It could be possible" He went to the cross once again and saw where the inscription was. The first part of the gibbet, then where the cross stood up was made out of a shiny layer of pink marble. So probably there was the key. He took out his axe and started to destroy the layer beneath the cross. When he discovered there was nothing beneath it, he knew the only way was by destroying the cross. He gave some powerful blows, destroying it completely, revealing a hole. He took a big gulp before he put his hand inside, pulling out a key.

He then looked around one more time for any possible further clues. Looked at another door at the end of the room, near to the place he puked, made of pure gold that was missing three exact pieces. So the pieces weren't for the cell, they were for this door, and perhaps, the key of the culprit was behind here. He looked around the room. The floor was made out of grey tiles, a white hospital light was coming out of the high lamps up at the ceiling, there were some bones at a crystal shelf, more cabinets for files, some record players, x- ray scanners, and a manual to treat the 'patients'. That made Henry feel sick just knowing how bad they treated humans here.

As he went to the final room he just felt awful over how bad somebody possibly could have been treating Murphy. Just to imagine he had to pass through hell without his help made him feel guilty since the first moment he decided to pull the lever, how idiotic he had been for that, how idiotic! However, he felt deep inside him that both of them could make it outside the complex, he kept faith within him as it's the last thing that dies, and Murphy is capable enough to fight any monster that crossed his path. He opened the last room where he could probably take another note to know the room's code. He stepped in confidence on where he was going. He saw a note attached to a film roll; it said 'reproduce it, carefully'. He raised an eyebrow and put it inside his backpack. He searched the whole office; he found there the exact map of all the sewers. It was a huge map, but only the part which Henry was interested in was circled with a bright yellow highlighter. There was a huge aisle after the control room; at the end a room with three question marks was labelled. Henry feeling a little uncomfortable with this, somehow knew he had experienced this before, but his fragile mind didn't know how to recognize the Déjà Vu. He found another gold piece, and saw another note next to it 'What you're looking goes into the seal'. Raising an eyebrow again, as he didn't want to leave any chances he took out the map. It explained how to build 'the seal of metraton' in one of the doors.

His body immediately walked away down to the large aisle to the funny room, to stand in front of a golden door. The door presented a challenge, he had to reassemble it if his thoughts were true, and that wasn't by any terms good. He sighed and touched the door, he tried to pry off what was already in the door, but it was impossible. He took the draft again once more, and his mind went into the lane of revelation. All the pieces were there, except three. He took the first one, which appeared to be the handle of a key. He saw a hole with the same sizes and he inserted the piece there, then he proceeded with the other two parts, making some wrong attempts, but finally opening the chamber of secrets. He looked at it, perplexed, very perplexed. It was just a huge room with a suit at the centre of it, and a note near a wall.

The room was painted with light brown and dark, half and half, and on the ceiling a key was attached. Well, Murphy was all clean and elegant, why he couldn't be any more elegant. He decided to put on the suit, as it suits him perfectly. It was grey with a black shirt and a red tie, with grey socks and matching black shoes. What a shame he didn't have a suitcase to make him look completely fab! He laughed at himself as hard as he could. He never had been so… gay in his whole life, and now from a moment to another his own psyche started to go loose, loose as a man eater. He took the note.

Boss, this is the second reminder as I see you are losing your memory, the code is behind prisoner at 302 back, plus the sacred number.

Henry ran as fast as he could, first grabbing the key to freedom, or teasing for John Doe. Really, he just thought about giving up, but at the last moment, a light came out of the blue, telling him he had to pay with the same coin all the favours Murphy and Enzo were doing to him, starting by the fact they were rescuing from himself over and over again, as his life was getting boring, and more, and more unpleasant. Finally, after walking what appeared to be an eternity he arrived at cell three-hundred-two, not remembering very well what the combination of numbers the convict had marked in his jumpsuit decoloured by months (even years) of neglect.

"So, here it is, your salvation" Said, teasing him with the key "But it has a price"

"I'll do anything, and EVERYTHING!"

"I need something you have at your back"

"I don't do anal, pervert"

"No, I need your number combination on your back"

"Ah, that clears things up, so well it's…" He checked it with a mirror "One, one, seven, o, two, now, you're going to help me, right?"

(1) Yes

(2) No

(1) Henry felt the need deep inside him to free the guy from his burden, from something he probably didn't do. He turned the key and opened the door. The prisoner instead of transforming into a monster or something, he simply gave him a hug, a well-intentioned hug that transmitted him a warm sensation, almost like being at the uterus, the safest place where a human can be in all its entire life. With him he felt everything was going to be like a piece of cake. Even if he didn't trust the man at all; he found a knife at the control room where they arrived as fast as a ray of light, and gave it to him.

(2) Even if it was his morale duty to free the poor man from the burden he carried on for probably many years, his heart felt it was just a trap generated again by Damien. With all the pain of his heart he left the key next to the cell, to the prisoner's reach, but that could gave him enough time to escape to the question mark room.

"What the fuck man? Don't you trust me?"

"Not really, sorry" He said, sprinting to the control room

Feeling thrilled of the records they had there, and the mountain of files they were everywhere for such a small office look- a- like of a real office police station. He pressed one button that said 'room 302'. There were two cops grabbing a man by his armpits and pushing him in a very violent way inside the cell.

"Fucking Martin, you behaved very badly today" One cop said with a sadistic tone

"Fuck off" Martin spit at him "And you too Carl, you're supposed to help us, now I see you are a traitor just like Judas"

The video went off, and soon another video played. Someone covered with a dark hood appeared, everybody grew pale from seeing him. He stopped, and saw where Carl was, scolding Martin. His whole presence made everybody included Henry remain still, as if fear didn't allow them to away.

"What have I told you about respecting the sacred number?"

"He is our gateway to paradise"

"Exactly"

"But, oh, mercy Lord, it wasn't me, it was Jeremiah, he has been the poisonous serpent that has been rotting and scolding our sacred man from day to night, applying his sorcery at him"

"You don't have to say more" Damien raised a hand "He's going to pay for the insolence" He simply took a man by the neck and grabbed him to the 'funny room'.

Henry had his eyes wide open. So that was the sacred number, all this time it wasn't just a coincidence he went to apartment 302, it was marked in his destiny he will needed it for a stupid puzzle to get out of some stupid sewers that didn't make any sense in which the exit was directly downwards of a gas station. He tried to take this by the good way, relaxing his body. When he started walking again he felt a pair of hands grabbing his shoulder.

"And now I remembered everything" Martin said suddenly, scaring the shit out of Henry "YOU WERE THE MAJOR PIG!" He said grabbing the knife, but Henry was faster and he sneaked past Martin's blow, and disarming him with just one hand, punching him in his spinal chord

"Just hear this as I had explained this to too many people up there, I'm not fucking Damien, alright!" He said, grabbing the sharpened knife "And if you permit me, I'm going to open a door, whether you like it or not" He approached the door "I knew I hadn't done that, trusting in a prisoner, what the hell was I thinking? Anyway, he said his code was one, one, seven, o, two, and then the 'sacred number" He rolled his eyes "three, o, two, how conveniently original" He said mumbling as the door started to open "C'mon, even though you attacked me, I think I'm going to trust you"

The words were just a way to comfort him, even if he didn't felt so quite secure the man in front of him could possibly be trusted in any form, more after he confused him with Damien. Why was it that everybody in town confused him with someone who wasn't him? Did he have to sing at the top of his lungs 'he's not me', or did he have to put a sign in his neck saying his name? Anyway, he continued through his journey in the aisle that was pure black; his light was the only light there. He saw a wooden door at the end.

"No, no, no, please don't! I can't go in there again!" Said Martin with a frenetic tone

"Alright, this is what we're going to do, either you accept this the good way, or the bad way, I have an axe and a magnum, or you could be a nice boy and simply open it" Henry said almost in an emotional breakdown

"A-alright, let's go" Said Martin, walking in an insecure way.

Everything was quiet, very quiet even for Silent Hill. as soon as Henry took a step near to the door, everything started to change, the nice aisle that had different photos of the cops changed to images of minors demons, to emphasized one photo of a good looking man that said 'Carl, the fallen angel'. From the ground muddy water started to rise, making difficult to walk. Henry took out his map, but fell down into the water; he recovered it, but it was now impossible to read.

He pointed his flashlight at every little corner of the asphyxiating alley he was in; desperate to find an exit to those awful smelling sewers. He felt lost as the map he had was completely useless due to the fact it was covered in muddy water. He looked at the door far beyond his reach, and although it was way too far, at least he could see it if he focused his sights on it. He checked his inventory to be right, he equipped the magnum and walked to it, as he reached the open door the radio emitted static in a very loud level. By far of what he had learned, this wasn't a good sign, that and the fact that the only light that was illuminating the entire sewer was Henry's flashlight. When he entered, the door closed shut behind him.

He was in an operation room; Martin had a terrified expression in his face, he felt the need to ask, but his morale felt it was bad to ask him about such delicate issues. The lights went down and then he heard the walls moving. He tried to open the door next to him, but the lock was broken, suddenly his pocket flashlight stopped working and the only thing he heard was the radio static noise and the terrified breathing from him. With little time they ran to the other door, trusting the mild red glow the sewers naturally had. He stopped where he was, and he could have been there if it wasn't for the moving walls that wanted to make to turn into a Henry sandwich. He ran as fast as he could, putting his gun on the holster in his waist. When he was about to arrive to where the person was the walls were very close to him, he was feeling their pressure. He waited for Martin to open the door, and then he jumped in just in time.

"Oh Martin" Said Henry exhausted

"That was too close, you were almost a Henry sandwich"

"Don't tell me you almost paraphrase resident evil…" Said Henry giving a palm face to himself

"Well… I always wanted to do that"

"Never mind" He said.

A large aisle and a stairway were at the end, but a person was coming towards them. Henry's flashlight started to work again, and as it was closer, Henry's radio emitted white noise. He gave Martin the knife, and as it was closer, and it was just a matter of time to discover the person was a responsible father, he reached out for his gun, while he looked for space to run, but all the other space in front of him was occupied by the fat monster.

"So this was what I felt déjà vu about, I dreamt this!" Said Henry "Oh, you don't know who are you messing around with motherfucker" He said in a sassy tone

Henry started to give blows with the pistol to the monster, trying to distract him, as Martin stabbed it with unnatural speed. He could see how from every hole green slime was pouring, damn how good Martin was with just a knife. He took his axe bored from only firing at the thing and gave powerful blows to the monster, finally killing it with a blow directly to its heart. He stomped on its head making sure he won't revive and ran to the stairs. He saw how Martin went upstairs first.

"Alright so here's what we're going to do. You'll have to run as fast as you can near the gas station, as I can read here throughout this sloppy mess, you'll be near here" He pointed to a nearby store "I'll meet you there with another man that has a scar on his face, right?" If you see him first, his almost like me, but with blue eyes and a scar on his face, good luck" He said smiling to him.

"And why you don't go upstairs with me"

"I'll wait for my man here for like five minutes"

"Alright, see you in five minutes"

As soon as Martin closed again the lid of the sewers Henry felt bad, he started to feel dizzy and soon he blacked out. He woke up, but failed at trying to see anything, his vision was blurry, like he had a bad hangover. He waited a half minute to recover. He tried to stand up, but he was tied up by what it feels like very strained ropes.

"Not again, please!" He said, remembering the other nightmare he had

He looked up to the ceiling, and yelled at the mirror, he yelled so badly his vocal cords hurt but after a minute or two he calmed down enough to see it was only himself in a ceiling mirror above him. Also he realized he was in an electric chair. He thought about Richard "moody" Braintree, only to find to his fortune, it wasn't plugged, or at least it gave the impression by what he can see in the mirror. Blood and weird fluids, which some of them he never had seen on his life, oozed from everywhere except his chair, which was stained with those fluids he had never seen in his entire life.

He stared at every corner of the room, it was too normal to be in Silent Hill...well, partially, considering he was strained to a rope, except his hands, and above his head was a mirror. He shook his head, trying to pull out his thoughts of this room, and being in that town he never wanted to remember to soothe his tense body, but he couldn't do such thing, he knew now it was real, he was strained to an electric chair that in any moment could work. He didn't have to see at the mirror to know what things where at his back.

"Alright, so we have a survivor here?" Damien said entering the room, not revealing his face

"What the fuck do you want?" Henry said mad

"You"

"What?"

"All at its time… Guess you have the film, lemme see" He said checking his backpack, he tried to put inside his hand, but took his hand out, like if someone applied an electric charge on him "Fuck you, fuck you twice twat, well, good luck honey, see you later" He said with a British tone

A door opened and Murphy entered running, he freed Henry from all the straps, and hugged him, as if there was no tomorrow. He was serious with this and with no anticipation he kissed him, a deep kiss that Henry didn't fight to push away from him. After the kiss the room again transformed into the dark room it was, with the ladder at the end.

"Alright, so this is it, we'll make that twat pay" Murphy said with a brand new Desert eagle "And I love you, sorry for everything I've done"

"Don't worry, I'm sorry too"

They went upstairs, Henry hoping Martin was still there, he could be useful against Mammon.

SOOOOO well, again after a loooong time of abscense I'm back again into this business. Well, this chapter has some "surprises" from other Silent Hill games and movies and some other movies, hope you enjoy them if you find them. You're really my inspiration to write, and thank you Argon! You make such a good work!