The storage facility was dark and smelt funny. Around her, all Jody could see was old furniture with various knickknacks scattered everywhere. Everything from books, to toys, to collectables lines the shelves of the large room, cardboard boxes with names written on them in red marker where stacked up to the ten foot high ceiling and everything was covered in a blanket of dust. It was then she noticed a six-inch combat knife lying on an old dresser across the room. Deciding she may need it for protection, she made her way across the room, her only light source a window which let the late afternoon sun through. Her feet made a loud "click, click" as she walked on the cement floor.

All of a sudden, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a shadow move in the darkness.

"Who's there?" Jody said, nervously. Here feet were now completely braced on the floor, preparing Jody, once again, to run for her life.

"Jody? Is that you?" The familiar voice echoed very slightly.

"Andy!" She called, as she ran up to the welcoming face and wrapped her arms around him.

She looked up his face and studied it carefully, just like she had many times before: deep green eyes, chubby cheeks, and short brown hair that was flipped out at his forehead. Jody had always figured most people must feel comfortable around him, since his face was always had such an interested and welcoming expression on it.

He hugged her back. "Thank God, another human."

"Do you have any idea what's going on?"

"No, I don't" Andy breathed in deeply, and let go of Jody. "But I think I know someone who might."

"Who?"

"The only other person I know that's here," he replied. "Pete Ramone."

"What?" Jody was completely confused now. Pete Ramone was the mayor of Silent Hill, hated by most of the citizens for his supposed involvement in the infamous drug trade that had been going on in the small town for years. "Where did you see him?"

"After I dropped you off at home, and everyone disappeared, my jeep stopped working. I started walking. We kind of ran into each other on the street, and he told me to get out of here as soon as I could, because some bad shit was about to go down."

"Is that all?"

"Yeah. Then he kinda ran off. He said he had to go talk to someone at the police station or something."

The two stood in silence for a moment. "Ramone isn't the only one left." Jody said. "There's this girl I met near my house, her name is Linnie Jordan." Jody told Andy the whole story of Linnie and the monster, then concluded with "I dunno if it got her or not. She might be dead."

"God damn it. I saw that thing too. And lots of other weird looking monsters. I got scared so I ran in here and hid."

It was then Jody remembered the combat knife. She walked over to it and picked it up off the dresser.

"What's that for?" Andy asked.

"For protection, what else?"

"Your not actually going back out there, are you?"

"Yeah, we've gotta get out of here. You heard what Mayor Ramone said."

"Yeah, but…"

Jody didn't hear the rest of what Andy said, because her head began to pound again. She fainted, and the sound of Andy's voice grew fainter and fainter as the world around her began to slip away. In the distance she could hear sirens roar, and on some subconscious level, Jody knew what was coming. Somehow, she knew she just had to let it happen. She blacked out.

When she awoke, for the second time, she found herself in another place, but this place was much worse than the last. The walls were burnt, and the floor had seemed to be made of a metal grating. Everything was saturated with blood, and unlike the previous place, it was really, really hot, and she couldn't see any sign of sunlight, anywhere. Jody made herself get up, and look around. The room appeared to be the storage facility, with all the stuff taken of it, and the floors replaced. Her knees were shaking so badly, she didn't think she would be able to go on, but she forced herself to take a step, her left hand clinging to the combat knife.