Quiet Hill (Part 1)
It had been ten hours since they left the house. It would have been less time, but Harry insisted that they not stop to go to the bathroom. This lead to more trouble than it was worth. They would soon reach their destination, the resort town of Quiet Hill.
Harry had lost his wife in a tragic water skiing accident a few years ago, and was left alone to raise his seven year old daughter Cheryl. They got along pretty well, and often went on vacation with each other. This year they were looking for something peaceful. That's why they decided to go to Quiet Hill. Big mistake.
As Harry continued driving, fighting to stay awake, a motor cycle suddenly pulled up along side them. Harry noticed that the rider was a woman and winked at her. At this, the woman got a disgusted look on her face and picked up speed.
Harry: Bitch.
They continued on for a few minutes until he noticed the same motor cycle wrecked on the side of the road. Stupidly, Harry rubbernecked out his window to see the accident. As he did this the female rider stumbled in front of the vehicle. Harry looked back just in time to see her. He swerved to the left. As he did this, another figure wearing blue walked onto the road. Harry swerved to the right. Next, Final Fantasy 8 star Squall walked onto the road. Harry stepped on the accelerator. The car nailed the man, and flew off of the hillside that was behind him.
Harry: AHHHHH!!!
Cheryl: NOOOOOO!!!!
Squall: Whatever...
The car landed with a crash, and knocked Harry unconscious. When he awoke, he found that Cheryl was nowhere to be found. He began to look around the town for her, even though he had no idea where to start. What made matters worse was that the town was covered by a thick fog and snow was falling, both at the same time. Don't ask how this could happen, because nobody knows.
Harry continued down the street until he saw Cheryl standing on a street corner.
Cheryl: Hey buddy, lookin' for a good time?
Harry: Cheryl?
Cheryl: Oh crap, busted.
She took off running down the street, and Harry gave chase. Even though he was a full grown adult and had much longer legs, Harry just couldn't manage to keep up with her. Talk about out of shape.
Harry continued following his daughter down a nearby alley, full of twists and turns. As soon as he walked through a gate the entire alley grew dark. Unable to see two feet in front of his face, Harry lit a match. He continued following the path, which had now become saturated with blood, until he suddenly burned his hand.
Harry: Ow!
He lit another match and kept going. At the end of the alley was a man hung up on the fence. His skin had been torn off and blood oozed out of every orifice. As Harry looked at it, he began to hear voices behind him. Harry turned around to see that three skinless children holding knives had crept up behind him.
Child: Hand over all your money.
Harry: No!
Child: Okay, you asked for it.
The three children lunged at Harry. Unable to take any pain, he collapsed after the first blade grazed his skin.
Harry: No, mommy, I don't wanna be the pink bunny again for Halloween. Noooooo.
Harry sat up in a flash. He looked around to see that he wasn't in the alley any more, but was now in a beat up old diner. Harry looked over to see a woman walking towards him. It was the same woman on the motor cycle.
Woman: So you're the idiot who almost hit me back there?
Harry: Yeah, but I...
The woman punched Harry in the nose and knocked him out again.
When Harry woke up again he noticed the woman sitting in a nearby chair staring at him.
Woman: For a guy who has such fruity dreams you really should learn to stop talking in your sleep. So how do you feel?
Harry: Like I've been run over by a truck. Wait, no, it was a jeep. My jeep, when it rolled over top of me. But I'm all right, I guess.
Woman: Well I guess you're not from around here, right?
Harry: Nope. You?
Woman: No. I'm Cybil Bennet from over in Brahms. You...
Harry: Harry Mason. Detroit.
Cybil: Really? I would've guessed you a definite yuppie.
Harry: What?
Cybil: Never mind. So, you in town on vacation.
Harry: I was. I came here with my daughter. You haven't seen her, have you?
Cybil: Sorry.
Harry: Well, I guess this wouldn't be a very long game if you had.
Cybil: I hope she's not out there. There's a bunch of demons flying around.
Harry: Well, I guess I'll be going.
Cybil: Didn't you hear me? There are huge monsters out there.
Harry: Mobsters? Oh no.
Cybil: No, not mobsters, monsters. You know, nasty things with sharp teeth and claws.
Harry: Will you come with me?
Cybil: I can't. I have to uh...go for help. Yeah that's it. Why don't you take my gun.
Cybil handed Harry the gun, and gave him a big preachy speech about who and who not to shoot, and about how violence is never the answer. When she had finished...
Cybil: Well I've gotta get going. Why don't you go and check the school.
Harry: Why the school?
Cybil: Because we don't have all day for you to go around looking for a bunch of damn keys before you get there.
Harry: Oh, I see.
He really didn't, but he tried not to look stupid. Cybil took off down the road, leaving Harry alone. He walked around picking up a few things, and went to leave. Suddenly the broken radio on the table began to emit a strange and annoying sound.
Harry: Lousy AM only piece of crap.
As he picked the thing up, the windows smashed and a winged demon flew in. Harry pointed the gun at the creature, pulled the trigger, and missed it by about twelve feet. Hey, I never said he was a marksman. Even the demon seemed to be amazed that he could miss when he was so close. Harry tried again, and this time shot out one of the lights on the ceiling. Glass rained down on the creature. Blinded, the thing began to flail it's wings until one of them struck the wires of the broken light and electrocuted it.
Harry: See, I'm getting better already.
Harry checked his map and found the school. On his way there he encountered many more monsters. Usually they would have attacked him, but all they did was laugh at the way Harry ran. It looked like he had a huge stick up his ass.
As he neared the school, the sky grew dark again. Harry turned on his little flash light, which really put out a lot of light for such a little thing, and picked up his pace. At last he reached the doors of the school and ran inside. The place was vacant. He looked around, but didn't see his daughter anywhere.
To his left he noticed a door and decided to check it out, but the door was jammed and would not open. There was another door at the other end of the hall, and he decided that he would check this one next. He began to run down the hall, but he couldn't slow down when he got to it. Harry ran face first into the door and was knocked out, again.
When he woke up the place looked very different. The walls looked burnt and the floor was made of metal grating. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed three figures walking towards him.
Child: Hey, you're that cheap bastard from the alley. Guess you didn't get enough back there, huh?
Harry took off running, but tripped over something. He looked down to see that it was a pink rubber ball. Quickly, he threw the ball to the three skinless children.
Child: What the...ooooooooh.
The three children took the ball and began to play catch.
Harry: Aww, that's so cute.
Harry continued to explore the school. After a few minutes of searching he found himself in a room with three telephones on a table. Of course, none of them worked. As he went to exit the room one of the phones mysteriously rang.
Harry: Wonder who it is.
Voice: Hello, Harry Mason?
Harry: Yes?
Voice: This is Peggy from Sprint. Are you completely satisfied with your current long distance calling plan?
Harry: How do you people keep finding me?!?
Harry slammed the phone down and ran out of the room.
In time, Harry made his way into an underground room with a large machine spewing fire in the center. From behind the machine emerged a huge lizard creature with huge front legs and tiny little baby legs in the back. At first the thing just walked around completely oblivious to Harry, even running in to him a few times.
Harry: Hey, dumb ass, watch where you step!
The creature was insulted by this, and decided that Harry would make a nice snack. It opened it's huge mouth, spilling out it's acid like saliva and breathing it's horrible breath. The thing made a quick lunge and picked up Harry in it's mouth. As the thing tried to swallow him, Harry pulled out his gun and fired. Now with a 100% chance of hitting the thing, Harry couldn't miss, could he? Unfortunately, he could. The bullet went right between the lizards closed lips and struck the mechanism in the center of the room. You know, if he tried to miss all the time he'd be great. Lucky for Harry, the machine was damaged by the shot and began to spin out of control. The creature was unable to avoid the wildly spinning flame thrower and was soon set ablaze. It screamed in pain as it died. As it melted faster than the Wicked Witch of the West, loud sirens could be heard in the distance.
When Harry opened his eyes, he was no longer in the large room, but was now in an old boiler room. As he walked back upstairs he learned that it was light again. The faint sound of church bells could be heard ringing through the town.
Harry: Maybe the person ringing the bell is at the church.
Apparently Harry had never heard of automated church bells. As he made his way out he had to unlock all the doors in the school, even the ones he had already walked through. Wouldn't it be weird if all this time Harry was going around killing what he thought were monsters, he was murdering innocent children who had come to school. And that was why the doors were locked, because school was in session. Wow, that's creepy. I just weirded myself out with that one.
Lucky for Harry, when he got to the church there was someone there. An ugly old lady wearing an even uglier striped tie stood near the alter.
Harry: Are you the one who was ringing the bells?
Woman: No. That was the automated computer system.
Told ya.
Harry: Who are you?
Woman: I knew you'd come. It was foretold by gyromancy.
Harry: Mmmm, gyro.
He hadn't realized how hungry he was until now. As the old woman talked, Harry formulated a plan to break into one of the local restaurants. Then maybe the bank.
Woman: I am Dahlia Galespie. You want the girl, right?
Harry: You mean Cheryl? Answer me you wrinkled old hag, or I'll beat an answer out of you.
Dahlia: Stay back. I have mace. There is nothing to be gained from floundering around at random. You must follow the path... the path of the hermit, concealed by Flaros.
Harry: Ah, Kermit. A wise frog, indeed.
Dahlia: You must go to the hospital, before it's too late.
Harry: Why? Oh no, I'm infected with something that's gonna make me like those monsters. That's it, isn't it?
As Harry talked the woman placed something on the podium and ran out of the room.
Harry: Hmmm... what's this?
Harry looked at the items the woman had left. There was a strange looking item resembling a pyramid and a key beneath it. No matter how hard Harry tried, he could not pick up the key without first taking the pyramid. He picked it up and looked at it. On the bottom it had written:
Silent Hill Museum
Egyptian Exhibit
1987
Harry took both of the items and left the church. Outside, he remembered what the woman had told him. He had to get to the hospital. He thought for a moment, and decided on the easiest way to get there. He ran out into the street, and waited to be struck by a car. Sadly, after many minutes, none came. It looked as if he would have to walk to the hospital.