Mr. Monk goes to Silent Hill--Chapter four
by weirdDAR
(Monk and Sharona are now walking down a long strip, where it appears
to be a farmer's land. The two approach a tunnel.)
Sharona:
You're not going in there, are you?
Monk:
Of course I am. Why wouldn't I?
Sharona:
It's dark.
Monk:
I have a flashlight.
(Monk pulls out the flashlight and crawls in the tunnel. Monk is
investigating the area, when the limping shadow creeps up behind him.)
Sharona: (From outside)
Adrian, look out!
(Monk turns around and notices the figure.)
Monk:
Oh my God!
(The shadow figure pushes Monk agaisnt the wall.)
Sharona:
(In more tears)
ADRIAN!
(Monk reaches in his pocket and pulls out a gun.
He points the gun at the figure and shoots it twice.
The figure falls down and dies.
Monk picks up a tiny, handheld radio and walks out of the tunnel.)
Sharona:
(In shock)
You had a gun?
Monk:
Well, yeah.
Sharona:
When did you want to inform me you had a gun?
Monk:
I was going to tell you when the time was right.
Sharona:
And the time was right when you had to shoot some weird, myserious
figure?
Monk:
Of course.
(They walk in the direction they came.)
Sharona:
What's that radio for?
Monk:
I don't know. It's weird. When the figure appeared, the radio made a
really loud noise. Then...when it died, the noise stopped.
Sharona:
That could come in handy if we meet anymore on the way back to the car.
Monk:
What? We're not going back now.
Sharona:
(Stops)
Adrian. You're nuts. You're fucking nuts if you think I'm going to
continue sticking around in this place.
Monk:
You said an hour.
Sharona:
I lied.
(Walks down the road where they came from the graveyard. A huge brick
wall is now built, blocking the exit.)
Sharona:
When did they build this? We were just here.
Monk:
It's impossible.
Sharona:
Damn straight it's impossible.
(Turns to Monk)
Adrian...I want out. I want to go home, climb into bed, and go to sleep.
Monk:
I'd be all for that...but the exit is clearly blocked off.
Sharona:
This wall can't go on forever, we can go around it.
Monk:
That, too, is possible, but if this wall was built within a matter of
minutes, what makes you think there aren't any more...past this one?
(Long silence.)
Sharona:
One hour. Then we'll try to go around.
Monk:
Thank you.
(They walk in the oppisite direction.
After a few minutes of walking, the radio begins to make a loud
noise again.)
Sharona:
Adrian. The radio.
(Monk pulls out his gun, and cocks it.)
Monk:
Try to be quiet.
(In silence, other than the radio, Monk and Sharona are looking around.
Nothing, but fog and a van.)
Monk:
(whispers to Sharona)
I think it's under the van.
Sharona:
Well...?
Monk:
(whispering)
Back away from the van.
(They back up, as far away as possible. Monk aims the gun towards
the gas tank and shoots. The van explodes.)
Sharona:
What are you? Crazy?
Monk:
A little bit.
(An inflammed figure screams as it rises from the fire.)
Sharona:
Shoot it.
(Monk aims the gun at the figure, but stands still.)
Sharona:
Shoot it.
Monk:
Shhh.
(The figure falls over into the flames and dies.)
Sharona:
Why didn't you shoot it when I said shoot it?
Monk:
I don't want to waste any bullets.
Sharona:
Waste any bullets? How many do you have?
Monk: (Thinks, and mumbles to self)
Uh...seven.
Sharona:
Seven? Seven bullets?
Monk:
Yeah, it had ten...but I used three. See, you subtract--
Sharona:
I know subtraction! How could you only bring 10 bullets?
Monk:
It's all I had.
Sharona:
Where'd you get a gun anyway?
MEANWHILE...AT THAT EXACT MOMENT.
(Lt. Disher walks in his office, and sits at his desk.
He sighs and opens the desk drawer.
Silence)
Disher:
Where's my gun?
BACK TO THE CURRENT SCENE.
Monk:
I found it.
Sharona:
Let's just hurry up...I want to go as quickly as possible.
Monk:
Really? Because I was thinking of staying at a hotel...
(Sharona stops)
It's a joke. Remember? Jokes?
Sharona:
Not funny.
Monk:
Since we're on the subject of this town...notice anything odd about it?
(Sharona looks around.)
Sharona:
Plenty of things...which one are you thinking about?
Monk:
No one's around.
Sharona:
It's 10:30 at night. Who would be around? Plus...don't forget those
monsters.
Monk:
Yes, but when I blew up the van...still, no one. You'd think
someone would of woken up...or come outside, just for a minute.
Sharona:
Yeah, that is weird...
(She looks at her watch.)
Adrian...you have fourty-five minutes.
Monk:
Fourty-six.
(She takes another look at her watch.)
Sharona:
Same diffrence.
To be continued...
Next chapter:
Our heroes meet a woman named Trinity, who looks very similar to Trudy.
by weirdDAR
(Monk and Sharona are now walking down a long strip, where it appears
to be a farmer's land. The two approach a tunnel.)
Sharona:
You're not going in there, are you?
Monk:
Of course I am. Why wouldn't I?
Sharona:
It's dark.
Monk:
I have a flashlight.
(Monk pulls out the flashlight and crawls in the tunnel. Monk is
investigating the area, when the limping shadow creeps up behind him.)
Sharona: (From outside)
Adrian, look out!
(Monk turns around and notices the figure.)
Monk:
Oh my God!
(The shadow figure pushes Monk agaisnt the wall.)
Sharona:
(In more tears)
ADRIAN!
(Monk reaches in his pocket and pulls out a gun.
He points the gun at the figure and shoots it twice.
The figure falls down and dies.
Monk picks up a tiny, handheld radio and walks out of the tunnel.)
Sharona:
(In shock)
You had a gun?
Monk:
Well, yeah.
Sharona:
When did you want to inform me you had a gun?
Monk:
I was going to tell you when the time was right.
Sharona:
And the time was right when you had to shoot some weird, myserious
figure?
Monk:
Of course.
(They walk in the direction they came.)
Sharona:
What's that radio for?
Monk:
I don't know. It's weird. When the figure appeared, the radio made a
really loud noise. Then...when it died, the noise stopped.
Sharona:
That could come in handy if we meet anymore on the way back to the car.
Monk:
What? We're not going back now.
Sharona:
(Stops)
Adrian. You're nuts. You're fucking nuts if you think I'm going to
continue sticking around in this place.
Monk:
You said an hour.
Sharona:
I lied.
(Walks down the road where they came from the graveyard. A huge brick
wall is now built, blocking the exit.)
Sharona:
When did they build this? We were just here.
Monk:
It's impossible.
Sharona:
Damn straight it's impossible.
(Turns to Monk)
Adrian...I want out. I want to go home, climb into bed, and go to sleep.
Monk:
I'd be all for that...but the exit is clearly blocked off.
Sharona:
This wall can't go on forever, we can go around it.
Monk:
That, too, is possible, but if this wall was built within a matter of
minutes, what makes you think there aren't any more...past this one?
(Long silence.)
Sharona:
One hour. Then we'll try to go around.
Monk:
Thank you.
(They walk in the oppisite direction.
After a few minutes of walking, the radio begins to make a loud
noise again.)
Sharona:
Adrian. The radio.
(Monk pulls out his gun, and cocks it.)
Monk:
Try to be quiet.
(In silence, other than the radio, Monk and Sharona are looking around.
Nothing, but fog and a van.)
Monk:
(whispers to Sharona)
I think it's under the van.
Sharona:
Well...?
Monk:
(whispering)
Back away from the van.
(They back up, as far away as possible. Monk aims the gun towards
the gas tank and shoots. The van explodes.)
Sharona:
What are you? Crazy?
Monk:
A little bit.
(An inflammed figure screams as it rises from the fire.)
Sharona:
Shoot it.
(Monk aims the gun at the figure, but stands still.)
Sharona:
Shoot it.
Monk:
Shhh.
(The figure falls over into the flames and dies.)
Sharona:
Why didn't you shoot it when I said shoot it?
Monk:
I don't want to waste any bullets.
Sharona:
Waste any bullets? How many do you have?
Monk: (Thinks, and mumbles to self)
Uh...seven.
Sharona:
Seven? Seven bullets?
Monk:
Yeah, it had ten...but I used three. See, you subtract--
Sharona:
I know subtraction! How could you only bring 10 bullets?
Monk:
It's all I had.
Sharona:
Where'd you get a gun anyway?
MEANWHILE...AT THAT EXACT MOMENT.
(Lt. Disher walks in his office, and sits at his desk.
He sighs and opens the desk drawer.
Silence)
Disher:
Where's my gun?
BACK TO THE CURRENT SCENE.
Monk:
I found it.
Sharona:
Let's just hurry up...I want to go as quickly as possible.
Monk:
Really? Because I was thinking of staying at a hotel...
(Sharona stops)
It's a joke. Remember? Jokes?
Sharona:
Not funny.
Monk:
Since we're on the subject of this town...notice anything odd about it?
(Sharona looks around.)
Sharona:
Plenty of things...which one are you thinking about?
Monk:
No one's around.
Sharona:
It's 10:30 at night. Who would be around? Plus...don't forget those
monsters.
Monk:
Yes, but when I blew up the van...still, no one. You'd think
someone would of woken up...or come outside, just for a minute.
Sharona:
Yeah, that is weird...
(She looks at her watch.)
Adrian...you have fourty-five minutes.
Monk:
Fourty-six.
(She takes another look at her watch.)
Sharona:
Same diffrence.
To be continued...
Next chapter:
Our heroes meet a woman named Trinity, who looks very similar to Trudy.