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Deja Vu
BOOK 1 PART 1 ----------------- A Lost Mommy is Not a Trivial Matter ----------------
Cheryl continued to drive away from the god-forsaken town with her son, Herold, or just Harry.
"Hey Harry, how are you doing back there?" Cheryl asked. Harry had a look of sadness on his face. "Why did you leave, mommy? They're both dead now.." Cheryl grimaced. "Yes, I know... But it was meant to be that way, honey. Nen and Alessa... Well, they're in a better place now, and what Nen did was for the better of us all." Harry looked down at his feet. "It was?"
Cheryl nodded. She turned on the radio. "Hey hey hey all you crazy fans out there, welcome back to another wild and whacky edition of Trick Orrrrr Treat! Today's show we're going to play the quiz where you answer correctly and get the big prize, or you get wrong and get the PUNISHMENT! Are you ready?! Today's contestant is Cheryl Mason!"
"What the hell?" Cheryl said. The announcer on the show laughed. "Hell indeed! Now, here are the questions!
Question number one, it's a place near the strip club in Silent Hill! It's a real creepy place where blood runs down the walls and there are more floors than there should be! Now, what's the name of this place?"
Cheryl shivered. "I don't like being reminded of that.." The announcer laughed again. "Of course you don't! But can you remember the name?!
Here are the choices! 1. Alchemillia Hospital. 2. Brookhaven Hospital, or 3. Bellvue Hospital! What is it?"
Cheryl smiled. "Brookhaven Hospital. Duh." The audience on the show cheered and clapped. "Good job! That is correct! Brookhaven Hospital! It was created around in the 19th century during a plague outbreak! It eventually got bigger, and so did the body counts! All those poor people, dying in horrible ways, coughing up black puke, sprouting red bumps and dying on the spot! Terrible.. But let's not get into details shall we?" The announcer laughed in a way that showed that he enjoyed what he was describing.
"Okay, here's the second question! Deep in Toluca Lake resides a prison created during the Civil War! What is the name of this prison!? 1. Toluca Prison, 2. Midwich Penetentiary, or 3. Toluca Maximum Security Prison! What's it gonna be!?"
Cheryl thought for a moment, then "ah"d in rememberance. "Toluca Prison."
The Audience clapped and cheered again. "CORRECTO! You sure aren't the smart one aren't you? Of course you are! Now, the final question, and this one's a DOOZY! What's the name of a wicked, nasty old lady who burned her very own daughter for religious reasons?!
Is it, 1. Claudia, 2. Dahlia, or 3. Cybil? "
Cheryl shivered again. "D.. Dahlia.."
"Correct again! Dahlia Gillespie was the leader of an Occult who worshipped the great god Samael! Samael lived inside of Dahlia Gillespie's daugher, Alessa, and thought that burning her alive would make him be born! Too bad for Dahlia that Samael kept Alessa alive! They tried again with you, but that didn't work out, DID IT? Yeah! You win! Get ready for the big suprise!"
A woman stepped out in front of Cheryl's car. Cheryl panicked and turned the wheel. "HANG ON!" The car overturned and rolled down a hill. Cheryl got knocked around and was sent flying out of her car through the front window. Cheryl didn't remember too much after that.
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Blackness. Nothing. Then light.
Cheryl opened her eyes and saw the burning wreck of her car. "Harry!"
She ran over to the car. He wasn't there. Cheryl looked around. Harry was Nowhere to be seen.
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Harry opened his eyes. He was strapped onto a bed in a very dark place, with only a candle next to him giving off light. It was a very dank place with a terrible smell. "Mommy?!"
He wiggled out of the straps binding his arms and legs. He hopped out of the bed and onto... Metal Grating. Harry lost his balance and fell onto the metal. He shook his head and stood back up, looking around nervously. "Mommy?! Where are you!?"
Cheryl stepped in front of Harry. "Mommy!"
Harry smiled in relief. So did Cheryl. She ran off in the opposite direction laughing. "Mommy! Where are you going?"
Cheryl ran quite briskly. "Stop Mommy! I can't keep up with you!"
Cheryl faded off into the distance as Harry kept on running. It was a long, almost neverending hallway. Harry finally found the end at a gate. He opened it up and sirens blared across the sky. The darkness lifted and the grating was replaced by concrete. Light came back into the world and snow started to fall from the sky. Harry was outside in Silent Hill in an alleyway.
"Mommy? Where did you go? Are you playing hide and seek with me?" Harry asked out into the fog. There was no response. "Mommy, I don't like this, stop playing with me!"
Harry wondered down the alleyway, checking the area for Cheryl. "Mommy's gone... Where could she have gone? Why would she leave me alone like this? This can't be a game..."
He ran down to the end of the alleyway and turned to his right, ran down the street and turned right again. Completely desolate.
"Wait.. I'm in Silent Hill? But, me and Mommy left, didn't we?"
A couple of snow covered cars drove down the street and a man walked up behind Harry. "Hey little boy, what are you doing out here in the snow all by yourself? Where are your parents?"
Harry looked behind him and up. There standing was a man in a green jacket and jeans.
"I'm looking for my Mommy. Have you seen her?"
The man shook his head. "You know, I remember finding someone looking for her mom... Hey, where was the last place you saw your ---eh... Mommy?"
Harry thought for a second. "She was laughing and running away from me."
The man raised his eyebrow. "Hm. That's weird. Now she's gone you say?"
Harry nodded. "Yeah. Me and Mommy were just driving down a highway when a lady stepped out in front of our car... We fell down and I woke up on a bed, strapped down. I broke free and fell onto metal grating. It was really, really dark and I was really scared. It smelled really bad and... Mommy was there smiling. That's when she ran. I tried to run with her, but she was so fast.."
The man had a scared look on his face. "Okay, let's.. Uh.. Let's get you inside. I know there's a deli right down this way."
Harry and the man walked down the street into a deli. It was very warm and very refreshing.
They sat down on some chairs at a table. The man ordered two root beers and then looked at Harry. "So kid, what's your name?"
Harry smiled. "I'm Harry! Nice to meet you!" Harry offered his hand in friendship. The man shook it. "I'm James. James Sunderland. Does your mommy have a phone?"
Harry nodded. "Yeah, but I don't know her number..."
James looked disappointed. "I wish you knew her number. If you did, we could call her and see where she was."
Harry nodded again. "Yeah."
The two root beers James had ordered arrived at the table. Harry smiled and was really excited. "Mm, root beers!"
He started to drink his root beer, and so did James. "Where do you think your mommy could be?" asked James. Harry shrugged. "I dunno... Maybe she's at her house!"
James looked happy. "Aha! Starting off on a good foot. That's a lead, huh? Well, let's finish out root beers and we can go to your mommy's house, huh?"
They finished their root beers, payed up and left the deli. James got inside his car a few blocks away and Harry followed. James invited Harry in. Harry looked shy. "Mommy always told me not to get in cars with strangers.. I shouldn't even be talking to you!"
James frowned. "Well, what other choice do you have? You can wonder around aimlessly in the snow if you like, I suppose, but you probably wouldn't like that."
Harry thought for a moment or two, then nodded. "Well, you're right. I don't like being cold."
Harry got in James' car and they drove off. "So, where does your mommy live?"
Harry looked at his feet. "Well, actually, where she used to live.. It's in Portland."
James got a suprised look on his face. "Portland?! That's pretty far from here! About 70 miles.. Well, no matter! The finding of a lost mommy is very important! Let's go! I'm sure Maria won't be too worried, I'll call her.."
James drove off down the highway with Harry in the car towards Portland.
BOOK 1 PART 1 ----------------- A Lost Mommy is Not a Trivial Matter ----------------
Cheryl continued to drive away from the god-forsaken town with her son, Herold, or just Harry.
"Hey Harry, how are you doing back there?" Cheryl asked. Harry had a look of sadness on his face. "Why did you leave, mommy? They're both dead now.." Cheryl grimaced. "Yes, I know... But it was meant to be that way, honey. Nen and Alessa... Well, they're in a better place now, and what Nen did was for the better of us all." Harry looked down at his feet. "It was?"
Cheryl nodded. She turned on the radio. "Hey hey hey all you crazy fans out there, welcome back to another wild and whacky edition of Trick Orrrrr Treat! Today's show we're going to play the quiz where you answer correctly and get the big prize, or you get wrong and get the PUNISHMENT! Are you ready?! Today's contestant is Cheryl Mason!"
"What the hell?" Cheryl said. The announcer on the show laughed. "Hell indeed! Now, here are the questions!
Question number one, it's a place near the strip club in Silent Hill! It's a real creepy place where blood runs down the walls and there are more floors than there should be! Now, what's the name of this place?"
Cheryl shivered. "I don't like being reminded of that.." The announcer laughed again. "Of course you don't! But can you remember the name?!
Here are the choices! 1. Alchemillia Hospital. 2. Brookhaven Hospital, or 3. Bellvue Hospital! What is it?"
Cheryl smiled. "Brookhaven Hospital. Duh." The audience on the show cheered and clapped. "Good job! That is correct! Brookhaven Hospital! It was created around in the 19th century during a plague outbreak! It eventually got bigger, and so did the body counts! All those poor people, dying in horrible ways, coughing up black puke, sprouting red bumps and dying on the spot! Terrible.. But let's not get into details shall we?" The announcer laughed in a way that showed that he enjoyed what he was describing.
"Okay, here's the second question! Deep in Toluca Lake resides a prison created during the Civil War! What is the name of this prison!? 1. Toluca Prison, 2. Midwich Penetentiary, or 3. Toluca Maximum Security Prison! What's it gonna be!?"
Cheryl thought for a moment, then "ah"d in rememberance. "Toluca Prison."
The Audience clapped and cheered again. "CORRECTO! You sure aren't the smart one aren't you? Of course you are! Now, the final question, and this one's a DOOZY! What's the name of a wicked, nasty old lady who burned her very own daughter for religious reasons?!
Is it, 1. Claudia, 2. Dahlia, or 3. Cybil? "
Cheryl shivered again. "D.. Dahlia.."
"Correct again! Dahlia Gillespie was the leader of an Occult who worshipped the great god Samael! Samael lived inside of Dahlia Gillespie's daugher, Alessa, and thought that burning her alive would make him be born! Too bad for Dahlia that Samael kept Alessa alive! They tried again with you, but that didn't work out, DID IT? Yeah! You win! Get ready for the big suprise!"
A woman stepped out in front of Cheryl's car. Cheryl panicked and turned the wheel. "HANG ON!" The car overturned and rolled down a hill. Cheryl got knocked around and was sent flying out of her car through the front window. Cheryl didn't remember too much after that.
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Blackness. Nothing. Then light.
Cheryl opened her eyes and saw the burning wreck of her car. "Harry!"
She ran over to the car. He wasn't there. Cheryl looked around. Harry was Nowhere to be seen.
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Harry opened his eyes. He was strapped onto a bed in a very dark place, with only a candle next to him giving off light. It was a very dank place with a terrible smell. "Mommy?!"
He wiggled out of the straps binding his arms and legs. He hopped out of the bed and onto... Metal Grating. Harry lost his balance and fell onto the metal. He shook his head and stood back up, looking around nervously. "Mommy?! Where are you!?"
Cheryl stepped in front of Harry. "Mommy!"
Harry smiled in relief. So did Cheryl. She ran off in the opposite direction laughing. "Mommy! Where are you going?"
Cheryl ran quite briskly. "Stop Mommy! I can't keep up with you!"
Cheryl faded off into the distance as Harry kept on running. It was a long, almost neverending hallway. Harry finally found the end at a gate. He opened it up and sirens blared across the sky. The darkness lifted and the grating was replaced by concrete. Light came back into the world and snow started to fall from the sky. Harry was outside in Silent Hill in an alleyway.
"Mommy? Where did you go? Are you playing hide and seek with me?" Harry asked out into the fog. There was no response. "Mommy, I don't like this, stop playing with me!"
Harry wondered down the alleyway, checking the area for Cheryl. "Mommy's gone... Where could she have gone? Why would she leave me alone like this? This can't be a game..."
He ran down to the end of the alleyway and turned to his right, ran down the street and turned right again. Completely desolate.
"Wait.. I'm in Silent Hill? But, me and Mommy left, didn't we?"
A couple of snow covered cars drove down the street and a man walked up behind Harry. "Hey little boy, what are you doing out here in the snow all by yourself? Where are your parents?"
Harry looked behind him and up. There standing was a man in a green jacket and jeans.
"I'm looking for my Mommy. Have you seen her?"
The man shook his head. "You know, I remember finding someone looking for her mom... Hey, where was the last place you saw your ---eh... Mommy?"
Harry thought for a second. "She was laughing and running away from me."
The man raised his eyebrow. "Hm. That's weird. Now she's gone you say?"
Harry nodded. "Yeah. Me and Mommy were just driving down a highway when a lady stepped out in front of our car... We fell down and I woke up on a bed, strapped down. I broke free and fell onto metal grating. It was really, really dark and I was really scared. It smelled really bad and... Mommy was there smiling. That's when she ran. I tried to run with her, but she was so fast.."
The man had a scared look on his face. "Okay, let's.. Uh.. Let's get you inside. I know there's a deli right down this way."
Harry and the man walked down the street into a deli. It was very warm and very refreshing.
They sat down on some chairs at a table. The man ordered two root beers and then looked at Harry. "So kid, what's your name?"
Harry smiled. "I'm Harry! Nice to meet you!" Harry offered his hand in friendship. The man shook it. "I'm James. James Sunderland. Does your mommy have a phone?"
Harry nodded. "Yeah, but I don't know her number..."
James looked disappointed. "I wish you knew her number. If you did, we could call her and see where she was."
Harry nodded again. "Yeah."
The two root beers James had ordered arrived at the table. Harry smiled and was really excited. "Mm, root beers!"
He started to drink his root beer, and so did James. "Where do you think your mommy could be?" asked James. Harry shrugged. "I dunno... Maybe she's at her house!"
James looked happy. "Aha! Starting off on a good foot. That's a lead, huh? Well, let's finish out root beers and we can go to your mommy's house, huh?"
They finished their root beers, payed up and left the deli. James got inside his car a few blocks away and Harry followed. James invited Harry in. Harry looked shy. "Mommy always told me not to get in cars with strangers.. I shouldn't even be talking to you!"
James frowned. "Well, what other choice do you have? You can wonder around aimlessly in the snow if you like, I suppose, but you probably wouldn't like that."
Harry thought for a moment or two, then nodded. "Well, you're right. I don't like being cold."
Harry got in James' car and they drove off. "So, where does your mommy live?"
Harry looked at his feet. "Well, actually, where she used to live.. It's in Portland."
James got a suprised look on his face. "Portland?! That's pretty far from here! About 70 miles.. Well, no matter! The finding of a lost mommy is very important! Let's go! I'm sure Maria won't be too worried, I'll call her.."
James drove off down the highway with Harry in the car towards Portland.
