------PORTLAND------
The sun went down after awhile and the snow died down about 25 miles outside of Silent Hill. Some time passed and James shifted the gear to 4th. It was just a dark night on a lonely highway. It was almost like a road to eternity in a place filled of nothing except that highway they were on. A flash of lightning raced across the sky, with thunder following close behind. A few sprinkles of rain drops. Then clusters. Then a shower. James turned on the windshield wipers as lightning and thunder circled around the racetrack called the sky. James turned off the radio. He liked the sound that rain and thunder made. It was very hypnotic. He kept his foot on the petal and shut his eyes halfway. It was almost like a meditation, except James knew where the road was. He took a deep breath. A sign came into view. "Portland: 15 miles"
Lights could be seen in the distance.
"That's Portland. Much larger city than Silent Hill." commented James. He seemed relieved in a way. A cable was connected to the lighter plug. James reached back to the source of the cable. An electronic cooler. He opened up the top and pulled out a soda. "You want one, Harry?"
Harry shook his left hand. "No, thanks. I'm not thirsty."
James nodded and open the can of Hero Cola. He gulped some of it down and placed it in a cup holder. "Good stuff." nodded James. There was a rest stop up ahead. James sighed. "One mile... Phew, I can't hold it any longer."
Harry chuckled. After about 45 seconds, they reached the rest stop. James parked the car, stopped the car and pulled out the keys. "You need to go or do you want to stay here?" asked James quickly, his legs squenched together and ancy. Harry shook his head. James got up and ran inside the rest stop. Harry got out and looked at the lights of downtown Portland.
"I've never been there, but it looks nice... Sunny Villa Apartments, I think. That's what mommy told me."
Harry sat down on the parking lot concrete and smelled the air. It smelled of the ocean. "I hope I know what I'm doing." Harry said halfway nervously. He saw James come out of the men's restroom with a smile on his face. Harry hopped in the car and closed the car door and James made it to the car as well. "Now that's what I call relief! Almost as much as leaving Silent Hill! It'll be nice to be inside a big city.."
James started up the car. "Oh yeah, I also got a big map of Portland. Where is this apartment complex you were talking about, Harry? What is it called?"
"It's called Sunny Villa Apartments."
James nodded, pulled out the map from his pocket, unfolded it and looked for Sunny Villa Apartments. "...No.. Eh.. That's.. Well it could be near.. No, I don't think so... Oh wait, is that.. No, that's not it. Wait, I think I pass--- Yeah, here it is! Sunny Villa Apartments. Here we go!"
James shifted into reverse, pulled out, shifted into first gear and hit the highway. "So, can you describe.. Exactly what it looked like when you woke up? Did you say you were.. Strapped to a table?"
Harry nodded. "To a bed. There were fences for the ground, and there was blood on the walls and it smelled very bad."
James a slight look of discomfort on his face. "Really? Harry, I've never told this to anybody, but... You see, one day about 5 years ago a got a letter from my wife to meet her in Silent Hill. The thing is, she was dead, of what I 'thought' was a disease. At the end, I had been through a hell unlike any other and had finally accepted how she died.."
Harry raised an eyebrow.
"I.. Harry, I killed my wife. She was dreadfully sick and.. I just couldn't bare to let her suffer. I'm sorry I had to tell you this.."
Harry got a scared look on his face "R.. R... Really?"
James nodded and got a tear in his eye. He wiped it off. "That's all in the past. I've changed and found a new life with my new wife Maria. She's a good woman, but she had this constant cough ever since we first met eachother. It has gotten worse over the years.."
James frowned. "I hope that... Harry, the place you woke up in was about the same place I ran through.. Except, there wasn't that much metal grating, if at all. I would hate to find out what you were in. It seems like it was much worse than what I had experienced.. But you haven't seen any.. Creatures, have you?"
Harry shook his head. "N--- Wait, what? Creatures? No I.. I guess I.. Haven't.." Harry looked unsure of himself.
James nodded his head. "Yeah.. Well, I'm glad you haven't. I'm really, really glad you haven't."
James smiled.
----- WELCOME TO PORTLAND ----- proclaimed a large, lit-up sign. The buildings had grown much larger and they were about to pass over a bridge going in. When they had passed, they went down the streets to go to Sunny Villa Apartments. James and Harry walked inside and found their room. James opened the door and Harry ran inside. "Mommy? Mommy, are you here?"
She was Nowhere. However, he did notice a few things. There was a bed... Normally, this wouldn't be unusual, but this one had bloodstains on it. Near it was a chair. Harry got a feeling of dizziness. It passed after about a minute. "What was that?" he asked himself. He looked more closely at the chair. "This feels familiar and I don't know why.. I've never actually been here.. Have I? I certainly don't remember, but I feel like.. I have been here. "
Harry sat down on the chair. Suddenly, the dizziness returned and Harry felt an intense sharp pain in his body. He fell to the floor holding his chest in pain. "What the.."
There was no blood, no wound. Nothing. "This is.. Really funny. "
Harry looked around. Nobody was there and James was waiting outside. He looked around in a room next to him. He felt warm when he went inside. "Mommy was here, I know it. I can smell her perfume in here."
The lightning struck again outside. Suddenly, sirens blasted through the air. Harry listened to it carefully. "A tornado?"
A red radio on a table nearby had a garbled voice speaking on it, interupted constantly by the sound of static and of radios been constantly tuned in and out.. Harry picked it up and held it to his ear. "....n---g----Har----E----ou ar----ation o----e--------find------e----"
"That's mommy's voice! She's okay! What's she doing on a radio though..?" Harry asked himself. "Well, maybe if I keep it with me she'll talk again."
Harry put it in his small jacket, and near where the radio was was a chest flashlight. He picked it up and looked at it. He turned it on, and then off. "Cool, it works! Looks kinda neat.. I'm sure mommy won't mind it if I borrow her light."
He put it in his chest pocket on his small brown jacket. The sirens got louder and the floor got really, really dirty. The walls started to change into rusty concrete. This scared Harry and he bumped into the chair. It had become filled with holes on the outside and covered in wet blood. Harry backed away and bumped into a figure. "AHHHH!"
Harry panicked and was grabbed. "Calm down! Calm down!"
Harry calmed down and looked up. James was there looking very serious. "It's okay! I'm still here, Harry!" Harry's radio started to emit a quiet static. James started to look a bit alarmed.
Something burst through the door. James looked at Harry. "Harry, what do you see?"
Harry looked it at.. It was just a black, moving shadow. The radio started to blare out very large static and a few moans and growls. "Just a shadow, James."
James however, saw something completely different. "That's not what I see, Harry." James pulled out a gun he was hiding in the pocket inside his coat. Harry gasped and James aimed at the shadow. Harry covered his ears and crouched down. James pulled the trigger, and there was an enormously loud sound. Harry grimaced and there were a few more gunshots. The shadow fell to the floor and died with a long, screeching squall.
James put the gun back and Harry's radio quieted down. James looked around. The place certainly had changed to what he remembered back when he looked for his wife. He looked down at Harry who was still covering his ears in fright. Harry looked around and saw the dead shadow. He gulped and got off the dirty ground. James knew exactly where to go. "We have to get back to Silent Hill."
Harry's eyes opened. "What?! Why?!"
James shook his head. "You just have to trust me." Harry nodded. They walked out of the apartment building and got in the car. James started up the engine. They got on the highway and headed straight for Silent Hill. Harry looked around and everything was dark. Rain started to fall heavily from the sky and lightning streaked about 4 seconds, sometimes in intervals of 3 or more at a time. Hell was falling and Harry was in the eye of the hurricane. Harry looked back at the now dark, rotting, abandoned metropolis of Portland, Oregon. He wondered if this was the same kind of thing that happened back when he woke up bound to the bed. A road sign said "Silent Hill -- 92 Miles" He was in for a long ride.
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"Harry... Harrrrrrrrrrryyy......" a voice called out. Harry opened his eyes and he was in a pitch blackness with a solitary white door in the middle of it. He ran in slow motion towards the white door. He opened it and blood came flooding out and washed him away. Far away.. The door became a dot, then nothing. "Harry.." called the voice again. It was Cheryl. "Mommmmmmmmmy!" Harry cried out. The blood kept washing him away. Then the blood fell downwards and so did he. Falling, spiraling into eternal darkness.. falling... falling.. falling... falling... falling... falling... falling... falling... falling.... falling... falling... falling... falling.. falling... Then rusted, metal spikes appeared. He was about to go straight through them and.. he did. The spikes went straight through all the major spots on his body and he cried in pain. He bled and bled. The pain was the worse he had ever felt.. He saw a pair of feet in front of the spikes.. He looked upwards..
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Harry awoke with a start, startled to almost to death. James looked over to the passenger seat. "You okay?"
Harry had sweat all over his face and neck. He wiped the sweat off his forehead. "A nightmare."
James nodded and kept on driving. "Silent Hill - 5 Miles"
"Silent Hill - 4 Miles"
"Silent Hill - 3 Miles"
"Silent Hill - 2 Miles"
"Silent Hill - 1 Mile"
The old sign was hanging off a tall post. A letter was missing. "We come to the happy resort town of Silent Hill. We hope you'll never leave us!"
Harry yawned. He then realized something.. James' car hadn't changed like everything else. It still looked exactly like it used it to. The old, worn seats were still there, the radio built into the car was still looking quiet normal. The only rust really anywhere on the car was old age rust. James looked serious as he reentered Silent Hill. Suddenly Harry saw James look around quickly. "I would suggest you buckle your seatbelt if you haven't already." Said James in a tone of voice than said "I just heard something. How about you?"
Harry was buckled in. Suddenly, the radio in Harry's pocket bursted with white noise and other strange, unidentifiable sounds. It started off quiet at first, then grew increasingly louder. James looked even more alert. A bolt of lightning flew across the sky and the newly created flash revealed something off in the distance... Another flash of lightning and the thing grew closer. The radio got even louder than before, and it sounded like there was a high pitched whirring of wind coming from the radio. Harry's pulse got quicker. Another flash of lightning. The creature was right in front of their car.
It slammed into the windshield, impaling the glass with its claws. It had orangish, rubbery looking skin and a long head. The creature looked like a pterodactyl from Hell. James bent over to look under the flying demon to make sure he didn't crash into anything. He pulled his pistol out of his pocket and handed it to Harry. Harry looked at it and fumbled it around like it was some kind of bug. "WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THIS, JAMES?!" asked Harry panickingly. James swerved around a corner, and then said, "SHOOT THAT CREATURE!"
Harry held up the gun to the creature on the windshield. The gun was pretty heavy for someone his age, but he held it up there as long as he could. James put two earplugs in Harry's ears. Harry pulled the trigger and James heard the thing squeal. BLAM. BLAM. 2 more bullets into the thing and the head went down a little, shaking around slowly trying to stay alive. It regained composure and pecked the window, trying to get to Harry. Harry pulled the trigger again and another shot rang out loudly in the car. The creature fell off the car and blood splattered across Harry and James' jackets as the blood from the creature went flying into the holes its claws and its pecking made.
Harry wiped some blood off his face. "What was that, James?" Asked Harry. James bit his lower lip, and then said, "Something different than what I saw."
Harry looked confused. "What... What do you mean?" James continued looking out the cracked windshield. "Everyone sees something different, Harry. I don't know why you saw a shadow, but something about shadows must scare you."
Harry nodded slowly. "..Y..Yes.. Shadows and darkness scare me." James frowned a bit. "After awhile, I got used to it. Also.. What did you see when that thing came for our car?" Harry thought for a moment. "It looked like an orange dinosaur."
James nodded. "Well.. I saw my dead wife upside down in a cage with a tentacle coming from it. She was flying in the air. Her skin was all black, her head shaking... Everyone sees something different Harry. There must be something in your past about dinosaurs in your past that scares you."
Harry shook his head. "Not that I can think of, no." Harry pulled out a map of Silent Hill as they were going southeast on Nathan Ave. "Look, James, a motel. Can we stop there?"
As Harry was saying this, sirnes blasted in the distance and the darkness disappeared and the rain and lightning went away and were replaced by fog and snow. James looked at the surroundings. "Alright, that sounds like a place we can go to."
They arrived after about 10 minutes and stepped out. "Well," said James, "this is the place."
A loud scraping sound could be heard through the fog. A shape came out of it. A pyramid appeared, with a body soon visible on it. It pulled behind it a huge sword object. James collapsed to his knees. "Maria.. MARIAAAAAA! NOOOO! GODDAMN YOU! LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE! HAVEN'T I REPENTED ENOUGH ALREADY!?"
James stood up and pulled out a long rifle hidden in his jacket. "GET OUT OF HERE HARRY! GO!"
Harry nodded quickly and ran towards the hotel as he heard metal screeching sounds and gun shots behind him. He opened the door and got inside. He breathed hard and then he looked around. Complete and total darkness. He started breathing harder and faster and fumbled around in his chest pocket for his flashlight's on switch. He turned it on and a beam of light sprang forth from the flashlight. Harry looked around, pulse racing, at his surroundings.. His flashlight shined on a hatstand, creating a horrible looking shadow on a nearby wall. "AH!" screamed Harry. The shadow startled him. Just then he remembered the pistol James had given him. He wasn't going to pull it out yet. He turned around and headed back for the enterance to help out James. He tried pulling on it, but it wouldn't budge. "Oh no! When I closed it, it must've jammed! I'm stuck in here!"
Harry ran around like a headless chicken, not knowing where he was going. He finally found a dusty old chair. He sat on it and cried, wishing his mommy, or maybe James, was there with him. "I wish I could live like a normal kid.. Like the ones at the school I used to go to.. But I'm trapped in here, in this motel. I wish mommy were here.. I'm so.. Alone.."
He continued to weep when he finally saw something. A ray of hope. He ran over to a map on the wall and looked at it. He wiped the tears away from his eyes. "I knew it.. There is another exit! But it's on the 2nd floor.."
He grabbed the map and looked at where he should go, when suddenly he heared a large growl. He stuffed the map in his pocket. He looked around.. "Nothing.. Nothing there.."
He was spinning around in circles looking for the source of the growl. Nothing. Then something. Something ferocious. As he made a fourth circle around, the light off his flashlight reflected off something. More like somethings. Two red somethings constantly moving around. He shook as he saw the horrible sight. A dog wrapped in bandages.. And its head.. Its head looked like it was split in two by an axe. It howled like a train and came after him. He leaped and Harry jumped out of the way just in time and landed on a couch. He got up and pulled out his pistol. He pulled the trigger expecting recoil.. But none came. The only thing that came was the dog again. Harry moved to another part of the couch as the dog slammed headfirst into the couch. Harry then got up quickly and the couch toppled backwards, knocking the dog over. Harry looked around to find something to beat the dog with. Nothing. He then tripped over something and fell down. He broke his fall and looked at what he tripped over.... A wooden plank! He grabbed it and put the pistol away in one of his pockets. Sweat poured from his forehead as the dog got up from the toppled couch. It came for him again, but this time Harry was prepared. He took a swing and landed a large hit. The plank came quick, absorbed the shock from the demon dog and knocked it sideways very fast. It got right back up.
"Determined, aren't you?" Asked Harry -- Hypothetically of course. He knew the dog couldn't talk. The dog shook its head and then lunged for Harry once more, and once more receiving a smack to the head. It fell down and then got up. This happened a few more times before it whined in pain and licked its wound on the floor with its split tongue while it whimpered. Harry didn't kill it. He knew he had caused enough pain to it and it wouldn't dare come back for him. Well, it did. It knocked Harry over and Harry when spinning. Harry rubbed his back and got up. The only time he had ever heard of something risking its life was twice.. Once he couldn't remember why. The one he did remember was the fact that soldiers will fight to the death for whatever it fights for. Harry thought that this must be a soldier of someone -- or something -- horrible.
Harry whacked it across the head and blood poured from the wound as it whimpered and died. Harry sat down on the floor starring at the dead, mutated dog. He sighed heavily. He just killed a dog.. Even though it was trying to kill him, he loved dogs, and even something as terrifying and ferocious as that he felt pity for, and felt absolutely terrible killing. He had a dog once, but somebody ran her over and kept on driving. A drunk driver. The dog was still a puppy and Harry loved her. Ever since then Harry felt guilty. He felt as if it was his fault his puppy died and he still thinks, even today, that he could've saved her. Killing this dog just reminded him of his guilt.
He stood up and pulled out his map. He found he also had the map to Silent Hill in one of his pockets. He put it back and then pulled out the motel's map....
The sun went down after awhile and the snow died down about 25 miles outside of Silent Hill. Some time passed and James shifted the gear to 4th. It was just a dark night on a lonely highway. It was almost like a road to eternity in a place filled of nothing except that highway they were on. A flash of lightning raced across the sky, with thunder following close behind. A few sprinkles of rain drops. Then clusters. Then a shower. James turned on the windshield wipers as lightning and thunder circled around the racetrack called the sky. James turned off the radio. He liked the sound that rain and thunder made. It was very hypnotic. He kept his foot on the petal and shut his eyes halfway. It was almost like a meditation, except James knew where the road was. He took a deep breath. A sign came into view. "Portland: 15 miles"
Lights could be seen in the distance.
"That's Portland. Much larger city than Silent Hill." commented James. He seemed relieved in a way. A cable was connected to the lighter plug. James reached back to the source of the cable. An electronic cooler. He opened up the top and pulled out a soda. "You want one, Harry?"
Harry shook his left hand. "No, thanks. I'm not thirsty."
James nodded and open the can of Hero Cola. He gulped some of it down and placed it in a cup holder. "Good stuff." nodded James. There was a rest stop up ahead. James sighed. "One mile... Phew, I can't hold it any longer."
Harry chuckled. After about 45 seconds, they reached the rest stop. James parked the car, stopped the car and pulled out the keys. "You need to go or do you want to stay here?" asked James quickly, his legs squenched together and ancy. Harry shook his head. James got up and ran inside the rest stop. Harry got out and looked at the lights of downtown Portland.
"I've never been there, but it looks nice... Sunny Villa Apartments, I think. That's what mommy told me."
Harry sat down on the parking lot concrete and smelled the air. It smelled of the ocean. "I hope I know what I'm doing." Harry said halfway nervously. He saw James come out of the men's restroom with a smile on his face. Harry hopped in the car and closed the car door and James made it to the car as well. "Now that's what I call relief! Almost as much as leaving Silent Hill! It'll be nice to be inside a big city.."
James started up the car. "Oh yeah, I also got a big map of Portland. Where is this apartment complex you were talking about, Harry? What is it called?"
"It's called Sunny Villa Apartments."
James nodded, pulled out the map from his pocket, unfolded it and looked for Sunny Villa Apartments. "...No.. Eh.. That's.. Well it could be near.. No, I don't think so... Oh wait, is that.. No, that's not it. Wait, I think I pass--- Yeah, here it is! Sunny Villa Apartments. Here we go!"
James shifted into reverse, pulled out, shifted into first gear and hit the highway. "So, can you describe.. Exactly what it looked like when you woke up? Did you say you were.. Strapped to a table?"
Harry nodded. "To a bed. There were fences for the ground, and there was blood on the walls and it smelled very bad."
James a slight look of discomfort on his face. "Really? Harry, I've never told this to anybody, but... You see, one day about 5 years ago a got a letter from my wife to meet her in Silent Hill. The thing is, she was dead, of what I 'thought' was a disease. At the end, I had been through a hell unlike any other and had finally accepted how she died.."
Harry raised an eyebrow.
"I.. Harry, I killed my wife. She was dreadfully sick and.. I just couldn't bare to let her suffer. I'm sorry I had to tell you this.."
Harry got a scared look on his face "R.. R... Really?"
James nodded and got a tear in his eye. He wiped it off. "That's all in the past. I've changed and found a new life with my new wife Maria. She's a good woman, but she had this constant cough ever since we first met eachother. It has gotten worse over the years.."
James frowned. "I hope that... Harry, the place you woke up in was about the same place I ran through.. Except, there wasn't that much metal grating, if at all. I would hate to find out what you were in. It seems like it was much worse than what I had experienced.. But you haven't seen any.. Creatures, have you?"
Harry shook his head. "N--- Wait, what? Creatures? No I.. I guess I.. Haven't.." Harry looked unsure of himself.
James nodded his head. "Yeah.. Well, I'm glad you haven't. I'm really, really glad you haven't."
James smiled.
----- WELCOME TO PORTLAND ----- proclaimed a large, lit-up sign. The buildings had grown much larger and they were about to pass over a bridge going in. When they had passed, they went down the streets to go to Sunny Villa Apartments. James and Harry walked inside and found their room. James opened the door and Harry ran inside. "Mommy? Mommy, are you here?"
She was Nowhere. However, he did notice a few things. There was a bed... Normally, this wouldn't be unusual, but this one had bloodstains on it. Near it was a chair. Harry got a feeling of dizziness. It passed after about a minute. "What was that?" he asked himself. He looked more closely at the chair. "This feels familiar and I don't know why.. I've never actually been here.. Have I? I certainly don't remember, but I feel like.. I have been here. "
Harry sat down on the chair. Suddenly, the dizziness returned and Harry felt an intense sharp pain in his body. He fell to the floor holding his chest in pain. "What the.."
There was no blood, no wound. Nothing. "This is.. Really funny. "
Harry looked around. Nobody was there and James was waiting outside. He looked around in a room next to him. He felt warm when he went inside. "Mommy was here, I know it. I can smell her perfume in here."
The lightning struck again outside. Suddenly, sirens blasted through the air. Harry listened to it carefully. "A tornado?"
A red radio on a table nearby had a garbled voice speaking on it, interupted constantly by the sound of static and of radios been constantly tuned in and out.. Harry picked it up and held it to his ear. "....n---g----Har----E----ou ar----ation o----e--------find------e----"
"That's mommy's voice! She's okay! What's she doing on a radio though..?" Harry asked himself. "Well, maybe if I keep it with me she'll talk again."
Harry put it in his small jacket, and near where the radio was was a chest flashlight. He picked it up and looked at it. He turned it on, and then off. "Cool, it works! Looks kinda neat.. I'm sure mommy won't mind it if I borrow her light."
He put it in his chest pocket on his small brown jacket. The sirens got louder and the floor got really, really dirty. The walls started to change into rusty concrete. This scared Harry and he bumped into the chair. It had become filled with holes on the outside and covered in wet blood. Harry backed away and bumped into a figure. "AHHHH!"
Harry panicked and was grabbed. "Calm down! Calm down!"
Harry calmed down and looked up. James was there looking very serious. "It's okay! I'm still here, Harry!" Harry's radio started to emit a quiet static. James started to look a bit alarmed.
Something burst through the door. James looked at Harry. "Harry, what do you see?"
Harry looked it at.. It was just a black, moving shadow. The radio started to blare out very large static and a few moans and growls. "Just a shadow, James."
James however, saw something completely different. "That's not what I see, Harry." James pulled out a gun he was hiding in the pocket inside his coat. Harry gasped and James aimed at the shadow. Harry covered his ears and crouched down. James pulled the trigger, and there was an enormously loud sound. Harry grimaced and there were a few more gunshots. The shadow fell to the floor and died with a long, screeching squall.
James put the gun back and Harry's radio quieted down. James looked around. The place certainly had changed to what he remembered back when he looked for his wife. He looked down at Harry who was still covering his ears in fright. Harry looked around and saw the dead shadow. He gulped and got off the dirty ground. James knew exactly where to go. "We have to get back to Silent Hill."
Harry's eyes opened. "What?! Why?!"
James shook his head. "You just have to trust me." Harry nodded. They walked out of the apartment building and got in the car. James started up the engine. They got on the highway and headed straight for Silent Hill. Harry looked around and everything was dark. Rain started to fall heavily from the sky and lightning streaked about 4 seconds, sometimes in intervals of 3 or more at a time. Hell was falling and Harry was in the eye of the hurricane. Harry looked back at the now dark, rotting, abandoned metropolis of Portland, Oregon. He wondered if this was the same kind of thing that happened back when he woke up bound to the bed. A road sign said "Silent Hill -- 92 Miles" He was in for a long ride.
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"Harry... Harrrrrrrrrrryyy......" a voice called out. Harry opened his eyes and he was in a pitch blackness with a solitary white door in the middle of it. He ran in slow motion towards the white door. He opened it and blood came flooding out and washed him away. Far away.. The door became a dot, then nothing. "Harry.." called the voice again. It was Cheryl. "Mommmmmmmmmy!" Harry cried out. The blood kept washing him away. Then the blood fell downwards and so did he. Falling, spiraling into eternal darkness.. falling... falling.. falling... falling... falling... falling... falling... falling... falling.... falling... falling... falling... falling.. falling... Then rusted, metal spikes appeared. He was about to go straight through them and.. he did. The spikes went straight through all the major spots on his body and he cried in pain. He bled and bled. The pain was the worse he had ever felt.. He saw a pair of feet in front of the spikes.. He looked upwards..
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Harry awoke with a start, startled to almost to death. James looked over to the passenger seat. "You okay?"
Harry had sweat all over his face and neck. He wiped the sweat off his forehead. "A nightmare."
James nodded and kept on driving. "Silent Hill - 5 Miles"
"Silent Hill - 4 Miles"
"Silent Hill - 3 Miles"
"Silent Hill - 2 Miles"
"Silent Hill - 1 Mile"
The old sign was hanging off a tall post. A letter was missing. "We come to the happy resort town of Silent Hill. We hope you'll never leave us!"
Harry yawned. He then realized something.. James' car hadn't changed like everything else. It still looked exactly like it used it to. The old, worn seats were still there, the radio built into the car was still looking quiet normal. The only rust really anywhere on the car was old age rust. James looked serious as he reentered Silent Hill. Suddenly Harry saw James look around quickly. "I would suggest you buckle your seatbelt if you haven't already." Said James in a tone of voice than said "I just heard something. How about you?"
Harry was buckled in. Suddenly, the radio in Harry's pocket bursted with white noise and other strange, unidentifiable sounds. It started off quiet at first, then grew increasingly louder. James looked even more alert. A bolt of lightning flew across the sky and the newly created flash revealed something off in the distance... Another flash of lightning and the thing grew closer. The radio got even louder than before, and it sounded like there was a high pitched whirring of wind coming from the radio. Harry's pulse got quicker. Another flash of lightning. The creature was right in front of their car.
It slammed into the windshield, impaling the glass with its claws. It had orangish, rubbery looking skin and a long head. The creature looked like a pterodactyl from Hell. James bent over to look under the flying demon to make sure he didn't crash into anything. He pulled his pistol out of his pocket and handed it to Harry. Harry looked at it and fumbled it around like it was some kind of bug. "WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THIS, JAMES?!" asked Harry panickingly. James swerved around a corner, and then said, "SHOOT THAT CREATURE!"
Harry held up the gun to the creature on the windshield. The gun was pretty heavy for someone his age, but he held it up there as long as he could. James put two earplugs in Harry's ears. Harry pulled the trigger and James heard the thing squeal. BLAM. BLAM. 2 more bullets into the thing and the head went down a little, shaking around slowly trying to stay alive. It regained composure and pecked the window, trying to get to Harry. Harry pulled the trigger again and another shot rang out loudly in the car. The creature fell off the car and blood splattered across Harry and James' jackets as the blood from the creature went flying into the holes its claws and its pecking made.
Harry wiped some blood off his face. "What was that, James?" Asked Harry. James bit his lower lip, and then said, "Something different than what I saw."
Harry looked confused. "What... What do you mean?" James continued looking out the cracked windshield. "Everyone sees something different, Harry. I don't know why you saw a shadow, but something about shadows must scare you."
Harry nodded slowly. "..Y..Yes.. Shadows and darkness scare me." James frowned a bit. "After awhile, I got used to it. Also.. What did you see when that thing came for our car?" Harry thought for a moment. "It looked like an orange dinosaur."
James nodded. "Well.. I saw my dead wife upside down in a cage with a tentacle coming from it. She was flying in the air. Her skin was all black, her head shaking... Everyone sees something different Harry. There must be something in your past about dinosaurs in your past that scares you."
Harry shook his head. "Not that I can think of, no." Harry pulled out a map of Silent Hill as they were going southeast on Nathan Ave. "Look, James, a motel. Can we stop there?"
As Harry was saying this, sirnes blasted in the distance and the darkness disappeared and the rain and lightning went away and were replaced by fog and snow. James looked at the surroundings. "Alright, that sounds like a place we can go to."
They arrived after about 10 minutes and stepped out. "Well," said James, "this is the place."
A loud scraping sound could be heard through the fog. A shape came out of it. A pyramid appeared, with a body soon visible on it. It pulled behind it a huge sword object. James collapsed to his knees. "Maria.. MARIAAAAAA! NOOOO! GODDAMN YOU! LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE! HAVEN'T I REPENTED ENOUGH ALREADY!?"
James stood up and pulled out a long rifle hidden in his jacket. "GET OUT OF HERE HARRY! GO!"
Harry nodded quickly and ran towards the hotel as he heard metal screeching sounds and gun shots behind him. He opened the door and got inside. He breathed hard and then he looked around. Complete and total darkness. He started breathing harder and faster and fumbled around in his chest pocket for his flashlight's on switch. He turned it on and a beam of light sprang forth from the flashlight. Harry looked around, pulse racing, at his surroundings.. His flashlight shined on a hatstand, creating a horrible looking shadow on a nearby wall. "AH!" screamed Harry. The shadow startled him. Just then he remembered the pistol James had given him. He wasn't going to pull it out yet. He turned around and headed back for the enterance to help out James. He tried pulling on it, but it wouldn't budge. "Oh no! When I closed it, it must've jammed! I'm stuck in here!"
Harry ran around like a headless chicken, not knowing where he was going. He finally found a dusty old chair. He sat on it and cried, wishing his mommy, or maybe James, was there with him. "I wish I could live like a normal kid.. Like the ones at the school I used to go to.. But I'm trapped in here, in this motel. I wish mommy were here.. I'm so.. Alone.."
He continued to weep when he finally saw something. A ray of hope. He ran over to a map on the wall and looked at it. He wiped the tears away from his eyes. "I knew it.. There is another exit! But it's on the 2nd floor.."
He grabbed the map and looked at where he should go, when suddenly he heared a large growl. He stuffed the map in his pocket. He looked around.. "Nothing.. Nothing there.."
He was spinning around in circles looking for the source of the growl. Nothing. Then something. Something ferocious. As he made a fourth circle around, the light off his flashlight reflected off something. More like somethings. Two red somethings constantly moving around. He shook as he saw the horrible sight. A dog wrapped in bandages.. And its head.. Its head looked like it was split in two by an axe. It howled like a train and came after him. He leaped and Harry jumped out of the way just in time and landed on a couch. He got up and pulled out his pistol. He pulled the trigger expecting recoil.. But none came. The only thing that came was the dog again. Harry moved to another part of the couch as the dog slammed headfirst into the couch. Harry then got up quickly and the couch toppled backwards, knocking the dog over. Harry looked around to find something to beat the dog with. Nothing. He then tripped over something and fell down. He broke his fall and looked at what he tripped over.... A wooden plank! He grabbed it and put the pistol away in one of his pockets. Sweat poured from his forehead as the dog got up from the toppled couch. It came for him again, but this time Harry was prepared. He took a swing and landed a large hit. The plank came quick, absorbed the shock from the demon dog and knocked it sideways very fast. It got right back up.
"Determined, aren't you?" Asked Harry -- Hypothetically of course. He knew the dog couldn't talk. The dog shook its head and then lunged for Harry once more, and once more receiving a smack to the head. It fell down and then got up. This happened a few more times before it whined in pain and licked its wound on the floor with its split tongue while it whimpered. Harry didn't kill it. He knew he had caused enough pain to it and it wouldn't dare come back for him. Well, it did. It knocked Harry over and Harry when spinning. Harry rubbed his back and got up. The only time he had ever heard of something risking its life was twice.. Once he couldn't remember why. The one he did remember was the fact that soldiers will fight to the death for whatever it fights for. Harry thought that this must be a soldier of someone -- or something -- horrible.
Harry whacked it across the head and blood poured from the wound as it whimpered and died. Harry sat down on the floor starring at the dead, mutated dog. He sighed heavily. He just killed a dog.. Even though it was trying to kill him, he loved dogs, and even something as terrifying and ferocious as that he felt pity for, and felt absolutely terrible killing. He had a dog once, but somebody ran her over and kept on driving. A drunk driver. The dog was still a puppy and Harry loved her. Ever since then Harry felt guilty. He felt as if it was his fault his puppy died and he still thinks, even today, that he could've saved her. Killing this dog just reminded him of his guilt.
He stood up and pulled out his map. He found he also had the map to Silent Hill in one of his pockets. He put it back and then pulled out the motel's map....
