Worrying about her..
Harry felt tired, weak..It could have been that he had been running around in hell for who knows how long. It could have been that his wound from before unleashed much furious blood. Maybe Cheryl was in a better place. A place full of happiness. Perhaps she had forgotten, perhaps in eternal bliss of some kind.. A better place for Cheryl. That was what he wanted. He knew then that what he wanted wasn't for him to be happy with her, but for her to be happy. But maybe, just maybe, happiness for her means being together with Harry. He wondered that as he trotted through the stomach acid and bile laying on the plastic sheets which had just a foot behind him begun to cover the metal grating. He wondered if that really was what Cheryl would want. Would need. Just to be with Harry again. Harry was the last thing in Cheryl's life. He wasn't going to give up. He was going to find her. To make her happy. Suddenly, something came flashing through his subconscious like a freight train. "We were put here on this earth to feel joy."
It wasn't his mother's voice. It sounded young. He wondered where it could've possibly come from. Some other person... Maybe an illusion. He had been awake for quite some time. The combination of blood loss and weariness was getting to him. He could barely tell if he was dreaming or awake. "Maybe.. Maybe my unconscious body is still in the jeep. Mommy is looking over me in a hospital, waiting for me to wake up. This could all be some sort of dream. I want to wake up, but --- But I can't and I wish I knew why. I want to see her again... There I go, talking to myself... She is still waiting.. No, it's too real to be a dream! It has gotta be real! .. Ever hear of something like this in real life? Maybe everything with Nen... That was a dream too! Yes, all a dream... No! I have to find my mommy. I can't lay down in this.. Disgusting vomit, expecting to wake up from my nightmare. I can't just hope it's a dream. If it isn't, then.. Mommy is still waiting for me. So lost... So sad.... NO! It's a dream! This can't be real! It can't be! Wake up, Harry! Wake up! Please wake up!" --- Harry tried to open his eyes in his bed, or in the jeep, but he just kept blinking profusely in the damned hallway. "So alone.. Me and Mommy.. So very alone... I want so see her again.. I know she wants to see me too.."
He hadn't noticed where he was, but soon did when he ran smack dab into a door. He looked around. The surroundings looked very, very familiar. "This area --- it's part of the first floor! But how did I get down here?" The door in front of him was the storage room. He opened the door and closed it. He walked forward towards a big mirror. He stared at it for a moment. Something was missing.. "I'm not in it. Where's my reflection?" Harry asked himself in a dreamy voice. He was more tired that he could possibly ever believe possible. It seemed there was something waiting, as if the mirror was some kind of mirror universe. He stepped towards it and put his hand out towards it. The mirror's surroundings began to change. Streams of blood slivered across the ground, walls, and a nearby sink like snakes. They disappeared into it. Suddenly, the blood came out of the sink Harry was next to! He began to panic and ran towards the door. Locked! The worm-like slivers of blood began to multiply and came towards him! He breathed hard. He could feel a rapid thumping in his fingertips. He could hear something in his head, like a thousand soldiers marching in unison. He ran towards the mirror and dove into it. At least, he thought he did. Instead, he went right through it. His arms were covering his head as his face was against the ground. He expected a face full of blood, bile and mucus. Instead, what he got was concrete. He slowly got up and uncovered his face. He looked around him. Everything was back to normal, or at least, before the blood spread. There was concrete on the floor. He hadn't really noticed until now. Could've what just happened a moment ago have been a hallucination? It was possible. He saw someone in the mirror this time, but it still wasn't his reflection. It was the same woman who looked just like his mother, except with blonde hair, a white vest and a green miniskirt. The same woman he had seen running through the hallway. He put out his hand to touch the mirror. He touched the cold glass and the woman put up her hand to touch his "reflection". As soon as her hand reached the mirror, all the rust and decay started to become swept away like some kind of bathtub cleaner onto a dirty bathtub. Just washed away to reveal happy surroundings, or at least as much as they could. The woman in the mirror smiled and then faded away. As soon as she did, his real reflection appeared for the first time. He sighed sadly. He could feel warmth on the spot where their hands met. It was so soothing. He felt as if that person was his mother.. She looked just like her, although a bit younger and with blonde hair. He walked out of the storage room and into the abandoned hospital's hallways. No more rust. He smiled and then walked out of the hospital. He sighed once more. Cold snow sprinkled the quiet town like salt on french fries. They evaporated just as soon as they hit the ground. Harry looked back at the hospital and he sighed again, this time for Maria. "Goodbye." He said. He walked down the street in a sort of daze until he finally collapsed on the road.
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A brilliant flash of color. It was so amazingly beautiful. Harry cried in it's brilliance. Children laughed and played in the warm rainbow, but one stood out from the rest. He looked worried. Harry stopped crying and looked at the child. The boy walked off and the scenery changed. Another flash of magnificent color. The boy stood in front of a massive machine. A huge.. Something.. Coming out. The boy raised his arms to the ethereal figure...
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Harry woke up and looked around. He was on something very comfy.. At least, comfier than metal grating covered by bile stained plastic sheets. He looked over to the side and saw someone.. Someone.. In green jacket! "James! James! Is that you?" "Yes, it's me. Rest, Harry. Rest."
Harry blinked. "James, where have you been?" -- James looked grieved by something. "It doesn't matter." He said. Harry frowned. "I have something to tell you James.. I met Maria. She's dead, James. Oh, I'm so sorry. There was nothing I could do." Harry said sadly. James' eyes widened. "You SAW Maria? How is that possible? It can't be, can it? I mean, she's not actually real." Said James in astonishment as he rubbed his chin with the index finger and thumb on his right hand. Harry's eyebrows went up. "What do you mean not real? She was right there with me! What are you talking about James?" Said Harry confused. "Harry," said James, "Harry, Maria is not real. She is nothing more than a figment of my imagination. A monster manifested out of my own guilt. I figured that out awhile back.. Something to punish me for my sins. That's why Pyramid Head killed her."
"Pyramid Head? You mean those small children with the pyramid helmets?" Asked Harry. "What? Small.. Children?" Said James gapingly. Harry nodded. "Yeah. They were being created by some kind of.. Hammer monster." Harry said as he scratched the back of his neck. "But... A hammer monster? I've never seen that before." remarked James as he sipped some kind of drink. It made Harry quite thirsty. "What's that, James?" Asked Harry, trying to hide his thirst. "This is soda. It's amazing. It hasn't gone bad or anything. Remarkable." Said James as he took another sip. "And this is the place we were at before. Cafe 5to2. A quaint little cafe. Nobody's here, so I thought I could take advantage of it. Lots of good snacks and drinks here."
Harry nodded. "James, how did you find me? Why am I here? Shouldn't I be on Nathan Avenue?" He asked. James shook his head. "I found you just laying on the road. Fortunately for you, I had just finished fighting off that pyramid creature."
Harry nodded, looked out the window into the snow and the fog for a moment, then looked back at James and remembered something. "James, have you... Have you seen my mother?" Asked Harry. James thought for a moment, then his eyes widened again. "Yes! Yes I have seen your mother! She was running down the street near Brookhaven. That's where I found you! I wonder why she was there and why she didn't see you.. I tried to get her attention, but she was way too fast and faded off into the fog." He said. After a pause, he asked, "Is your mother some sort of amazing olympic athlete or something?"
Harry shook his head. "No. At least --- Not that I know of, no." He said. James pondered something. BOOM! The cafe rattled and James hopped up from where he was sitting and looked around nervously. Harry looked around nervously as well. "What was that?" Asked Harry quickly. James mouthed to him while looking off into the distance of the kitchen, "I don't know". James produced a shotgun from his jacket and he cocked it. Harry wondered how someone could hide something that big without it being noticed. James went behind the cafe table and into the kitchen. Harry listened carefully, then heard a scream. Harry grabbed onto his coat in fright and curdled up onto the booth he had woken up upon. A few long moments later, a slew of growls and some kind of munching sound was heard. Then something made out of wood crashed... Harry waited a few more minutes before he got up out of his booth. When he did, he shakily moved towards the table and pushed open the panel. He stumbled towards the kitchen and looked down at the body on the ground. What was once a few minutes ago a living, breathing person was now a corpse with a blood stained jacket grasping onto a shotgun. James' face and stomach had been eaten into and huge claw marks were all over him. The sight scared Harry and he gasped in horror. "N-n-n-now you're dead t-t-too... There's n-n-no one left in this town.. It's just me. I'm sorry, James. Maybe you're in a better place now...."
Harry sighed again. The only person left to help him find Cheryl was now dead. Harry grabbed James' bloody shotgun. "Don't think that.. You'll be needing it now. I guess that this is goodbye, James. Thank you so much for trying to help me." Said Harry. He walked out of the cafe and into the cold snow. Harry shivered and then look into the fog longingly, hoping that just maybe Cheryl would come running out of it towards him and they would embrace. That moment didn't come. A few tears trickled down Harry's face. Off into the distance, Harry could hear bells ringing. Church bells. He ran towards the source of the sound, down many streets. He arrived at the church and opened the doors. There were lit candles across the walls and stain-glass windows which were very soothing to his eyes. The bells stopped and Harry plopped himself onto a wooden bench waiting for someone to appear. After a few moments, he felt a sharp pain on the top of his head. The cause of the pain dropped onto the floor and spun around like a top for a moment before ceasing its movement. Harry looked at it for a moment and then picked it up. It was triangle shaped with some creases in it. It looked like a Rubik's cube, or rather, pyramid, except without the colors. It was made out of old wood. Harry stared at it strangely. "I wonder what this thing is. Strange little thing. Hmm. I like it, though. I think I'll keep it." He said. He pocketed it away into his jacket and then stood up. He then noticed a piece of paper was under where the pyramid had landed. It said, "Silent Hill Zoo -= The greatest spectacles in Silent Hill await your keen eyes! Watch the ferocious tiger, or laugh at the circus! All yours to enjoy at the Silent Hill Zoo! =-". Harry raised hiss left eyebrow. "So that's where she is. She's at the zoo!"
He pulled out his map of Silent Hill and Old Silent Hill. The zoo was nowhere to be found.. He looked at the piece of paper again. Something was scribbled onto it in red ink. " -= Head over to the bridge on Toluca Lake. Head to the right midway on it to Estes University. Silent Hill Zoo is east of the resort area and the path to the resort area has imploded. I haven't ventured to Estes University. I don't have the time right now. I have to make it to..." Then it was cut off. Harry looked on his map. There was a bridge on Toluca Lake which he could get onto to goto Estes University. That was his next target. How else would he make it to the zoo? He put the map back and left Balkan Church. He headed straight for the bridge. He didn't know what layed ahead, but he knew that he would be strong enough to conquer whatever obstacle it might throw at him.
Harry felt tired, weak..It could have been that he had been running around in hell for who knows how long. It could have been that his wound from before unleashed much furious blood. Maybe Cheryl was in a better place. A place full of happiness. Perhaps she had forgotten, perhaps in eternal bliss of some kind.. A better place for Cheryl. That was what he wanted. He knew then that what he wanted wasn't for him to be happy with her, but for her to be happy. But maybe, just maybe, happiness for her means being together with Harry. He wondered that as he trotted through the stomach acid and bile laying on the plastic sheets which had just a foot behind him begun to cover the metal grating. He wondered if that really was what Cheryl would want. Would need. Just to be with Harry again. Harry was the last thing in Cheryl's life. He wasn't going to give up. He was going to find her. To make her happy. Suddenly, something came flashing through his subconscious like a freight train. "We were put here on this earth to feel joy."
It wasn't his mother's voice. It sounded young. He wondered where it could've possibly come from. Some other person... Maybe an illusion. He had been awake for quite some time. The combination of blood loss and weariness was getting to him. He could barely tell if he was dreaming or awake. "Maybe.. Maybe my unconscious body is still in the jeep. Mommy is looking over me in a hospital, waiting for me to wake up. This could all be some sort of dream. I want to wake up, but --- But I can't and I wish I knew why. I want to see her again... There I go, talking to myself... She is still waiting.. No, it's too real to be a dream! It has gotta be real! .. Ever hear of something like this in real life? Maybe everything with Nen... That was a dream too! Yes, all a dream... No! I have to find my mommy. I can't lay down in this.. Disgusting vomit, expecting to wake up from my nightmare. I can't just hope it's a dream. If it isn't, then.. Mommy is still waiting for me. So lost... So sad.... NO! It's a dream! This can't be real! It can't be! Wake up, Harry! Wake up! Please wake up!" --- Harry tried to open his eyes in his bed, or in the jeep, but he just kept blinking profusely in the damned hallway. "So alone.. Me and Mommy.. So very alone... I want so see her again.. I know she wants to see me too.."
He hadn't noticed where he was, but soon did when he ran smack dab into a door. He looked around. The surroundings looked very, very familiar. "This area --- it's part of the first floor! But how did I get down here?" The door in front of him was the storage room. He opened the door and closed it. He walked forward towards a big mirror. He stared at it for a moment. Something was missing.. "I'm not in it. Where's my reflection?" Harry asked himself in a dreamy voice. He was more tired that he could possibly ever believe possible. It seemed there was something waiting, as if the mirror was some kind of mirror universe. He stepped towards it and put his hand out towards it. The mirror's surroundings began to change. Streams of blood slivered across the ground, walls, and a nearby sink like snakes. They disappeared into it. Suddenly, the blood came out of the sink Harry was next to! He began to panic and ran towards the door. Locked! The worm-like slivers of blood began to multiply and came towards him! He breathed hard. He could feel a rapid thumping in his fingertips. He could hear something in his head, like a thousand soldiers marching in unison. He ran towards the mirror and dove into it. At least, he thought he did. Instead, he went right through it. His arms were covering his head as his face was against the ground. He expected a face full of blood, bile and mucus. Instead, what he got was concrete. He slowly got up and uncovered his face. He looked around him. Everything was back to normal, or at least, before the blood spread. There was concrete on the floor. He hadn't really noticed until now. Could've what just happened a moment ago have been a hallucination? It was possible. He saw someone in the mirror this time, but it still wasn't his reflection. It was the same woman who looked just like his mother, except with blonde hair, a white vest and a green miniskirt. The same woman he had seen running through the hallway. He put out his hand to touch the mirror. He touched the cold glass and the woman put up her hand to touch his "reflection". As soon as her hand reached the mirror, all the rust and decay started to become swept away like some kind of bathtub cleaner onto a dirty bathtub. Just washed away to reveal happy surroundings, or at least as much as they could. The woman in the mirror smiled and then faded away. As soon as she did, his real reflection appeared for the first time. He sighed sadly. He could feel warmth on the spot where their hands met. It was so soothing. He felt as if that person was his mother.. She looked just like her, although a bit younger and with blonde hair. He walked out of the storage room and into the abandoned hospital's hallways. No more rust. He smiled and then walked out of the hospital. He sighed once more. Cold snow sprinkled the quiet town like salt on french fries. They evaporated just as soon as they hit the ground. Harry looked back at the hospital and he sighed again, this time for Maria. "Goodbye." He said. He walked down the street in a sort of daze until he finally collapsed on the road.
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A brilliant flash of color. It was so amazingly beautiful. Harry cried in it's brilliance. Children laughed and played in the warm rainbow, but one stood out from the rest. He looked worried. Harry stopped crying and looked at the child. The boy walked off and the scenery changed. Another flash of magnificent color. The boy stood in front of a massive machine. A huge.. Something.. Coming out. The boy raised his arms to the ethereal figure...
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Harry woke up and looked around. He was on something very comfy.. At least, comfier than metal grating covered by bile stained plastic sheets. He looked over to the side and saw someone.. Someone.. In green jacket! "James! James! Is that you?" "Yes, it's me. Rest, Harry. Rest."
Harry blinked. "James, where have you been?" -- James looked grieved by something. "It doesn't matter." He said. Harry frowned. "I have something to tell you James.. I met Maria. She's dead, James. Oh, I'm so sorry. There was nothing I could do." Harry said sadly. James' eyes widened. "You SAW Maria? How is that possible? It can't be, can it? I mean, she's not actually real." Said James in astonishment as he rubbed his chin with the index finger and thumb on his right hand. Harry's eyebrows went up. "What do you mean not real? She was right there with me! What are you talking about James?" Said Harry confused. "Harry," said James, "Harry, Maria is not real. She is nothing more than a figment of my imagination. A monster manifested out of my own guilt. I figured that out awhile back.. Something to punish me for my sins. That's why Pyramid Head killed her."
"Pyramid Head? You mean those small children with the pyramid helmets?" Asked Harry. "What? Small.. Children?" Said James gapingly. Harry nodded. "Yeah. They were being created by some kind of.. Hammer monster." Harry said as he scratched the back of his neck. "But... A hammer monster? I've never seen that before." remarked James as he sipped some kind of drink. It made Harry quite thirsty. "What's that, James?" Asked Harry, trying to hide his thirst. "This is soda. It's amazing. It hasn't gone bad or anything. Remarkable." Said James as he took another sip. "And this is the place we were at before. Cafe 5to2. A quaint little cafe. Nobody's here, so I thought I could take advantage of it. Lots of good snacks and drinks here."
Harry nodded. "James, how did you find me? Why am I here? Shouldn't I be on Nathan Avenue?" He asked. James shook his head. "I found you just laying on the road. Fortunately for you, I had just finished fighting off that pyramid creature."
Harry nodded, looked out the window into the snow and the fog for a moment, then looked back at James and remembered something. "James, have you... Have you seen my mother?" Asked Harry. James thought for a moment, then his eyes widened again. "Yes! Yes I have seen your mother! She was running down the street near Brookhaven. That's where I found you! I wonder why she was there and why she didn't see you.. I tried to get her attention, but she was way too fast and faded off into the fog." He said. After a pause, he asked, "Is your mother some sort of amazing olympic athlete or something?"
Harry shook his head. "No. At least --- Not that I know of, no." He said. James pondered something. BOOM! The cafe rattled and James hopped up from where he was sitting and looked around nervously. Harry looked around nervously as well. "What was that?" Asked Harry quickly. James mouthed to him while looking off into the distance of the kitchen, "I don't know". James produced a shotgun from his jacket and he cocked it. Harry wondered how someone could hide something that big without it being noticed. James went behind the cafe table and into the kitchen. Harry listened carefully, then heard a scream. Harry grabbed onto his coat in fright and curdled up onto the booth he had woken up upon. A few long moments later, a slew of growls and some kind of munching sound was heard. Then something made out of wood crashed... Harry waited a few more minutes before he got up out of his booth. When he did, he shakily moved towards the table and pushed open the panel. He stumbled towards the kitchen and looked down at the body on the ground. What was once a few minutes ago a living, breathing person was now a corpse with a blood stained jacket grasping onto a shotgun. James' face and stomach had been eaten into and huge claw marks were all over him. The sight scared Harry and he gasped in horror. "N-n-n-now you're dead t-t-too... There's n-n-no one left in this town.. It's just me. I'm sorry, James. Maybe you're in a better place now...."
Harry sighed again. The only person left to help him find Cheryl was now dead. Harry grabbed James' bloody shotgun. "Don't think that.. You'll be needing it now. I guess that this is goodbye, James. Thank you so much for trying to help me." Said Harry. He walked out of the cafe and into the cold snow. Harry shivered and then look into the fog longingly, hoping that just maybe Cheryl would come running out of it towards him and they would embrace. That moment didn't come. A few tears trickled down Harry's face. Off into the distance, Harry could hear bells ringing. Church bells. He ran towards the source of the sound, down many streets. He arrived at the church and opened the doors. There were lit candles across the walls and stain-glass windows which were very soothing to his eyes. The bells stopped and Harry plopped himself onto a wooden bench waiting for someone to appear. After a few moments, he felt a sharp pain on the top of his head. The cause of the pain dropped onto the floor and spun around like a top for a moment before ceasing its movement. Harry looked at it for a moment and then picked it up. It was triangle shaped with some creases in it. It looked like a Rubik's cube, or rather, pyramid, except without the colors. It was made out of old wood. Harry stared at it strangely. "I wonder what this thing is. Strange little thing. Hmm. I like it, though. I think I'll keep it." He said. He pocketed it away into his jacket and then stood up. He then noticed a piece of paper was under where the pyramid had landed. It said, "Silent Hill Zoo -= The greatest spectacles in Silent Hill await your keen eyes! Watch the ferocious tiger, or laugh at the circus! All yours to enjoy at the Silent Hill Zoo! =-". Harry raised hiss left eyebrow. "So that's where she is. She's at the zoo!"
He pulled out his map of Silent Hill and Old Silent Hill. The zoo was nowhere to be found.. He looked at the piece of paper again. Something was scribbled onto it in red ink. " -= Head over to the bridge on Toluca Lake. Head to the right midway on it to Estes University. Silent Hill Zoo is east of the resort area and the path to the resort area has imploded. I haven't ventured to Estes University. I don't have the time right now. I have to make it to..." Then it was cut off. Harry looked on his map. There was a bridge on Toluca Lake which he could get onto to goto Estes University. That was his next target. How else would he make it to the zoo? He put the map back and left Balkan Church. He headed straight for the bridge. He didn't know what layed ahead, but he knew that he would be strong enough to conquer whatever obstacle it might throw at him.
