Chapter 3: Nightmares And Questions
It was dark, and despite not being able to see where they were going, Ron could feel the dank woodwork underneath his shoes, crunching with every step, and he could hear the harsh, empty sound echoing around the school. "Why are we in a school?" She asked. They looked around, frantically looking for an exit, but all doors were either locked, or too decayed to open. Other doors simply disappeared out of sight. "Ron I'm scared, how are we gonna get out of here." The red headed asked with the sense of fear in her voice. She reached for her Kimmuniacator. "Wade, you there at all," but no response came accept static. "shit no signal at all" she finished. "I have no signal on my cell." Ron added.
Ron was scared. He could feel his heart beating rapidly and for a moment, thought he was going to have a heart attack. He was breathing heavily and could see thick condensation pouring from his mouth with every shaky, scared breath. It was then they heard the noise. A screeching. Could it be a bird? A dying animal? They looked around. He couldn't find Cheryl. The noise came again, accompanied by a crackling. A radio?
"What the fuck is going on?" asked Kim out loud, not really expecting an answer.
"I don't know to tell you the truth, where is Cheryl." Ron asked and replied.
"I don't know?" She replied
Then they heard the ringing. It sounded like a phone. They looked around again, his heart was beating faster. There was no phone, and all the doors were gone. It was then he saw a strange, mysterious girl with long blonde hair standing at the end of the corridor. "Funny, She hadn't been there before." Kim noticed
"Um, excuse me, have you seen a little girl around here?" Ron asked. The girl just looked at Ron with a gentle look on her face. Ron took a closer look. She seemed familiar to him; only he couldn't place where he knew her. After a moment she shook her head and pointed behind Ron.
Wearily, they turned around to see a dragon of some sort - or something similar flying around his head. He ducked and turned to the strange girl again. She was gone. "Where did she go" he asked terrified by now. "I don't know, this is getting wei... LOOK OUT!" She Screamed at Ron.
The next thing he knew was the 'dragon' attempting to grab him with its claws. He blocked with his hands, only to realize moments later that the dragon had cut him. Where? There was blood on his hands but no cut. Slowly, he pulled up his sleeves just past his wrists. There he found, two razor sharp cuts.
He could feel his heart slowing down. Slower and slower...
Ron awoke with a start, sweating and shaking frantically. His naked mall rat jump one side of the bed to the other. He switched on the lamp. He was breathing heavily and his eyes had a new sense of alertness. After calming himself down, he reminded himself that it was only a nightmare. Still, nightmare or not, he had never had one like that before. Not that vivid. He could still hear the crackling and the ringing of the phone. In his mind, he could remember every detail that went on in his nightmare. Then, a look of worry came over his face.
"Cheryl, KP, oh shit Rufus I'm sorry" He pulled on a T-shirt and darted to the edge of the bed, picking poor startled Rufus. Kim jumps out of bed putting on a pair of paints. "Ron you ok, you scared the hell out of me." Kim asked. She looks over to the little girl. Cheryl gets up gently, and an immediate smile came on her face.
"Hello Ronny. What's the matter?" Ron sighed of relief and walked over to Cheryl's bed.
"Nothing girls, I'm sorry I woke you two, go back to sleep". He tucked her in and left the room, closing the door behind him. When he was out on the balcony of the hotel, he cursed himself under his breath.
"Damn it. What the hell's wrong with me?" he asked himself. He could still remember the way he was dressed. In his nightmare he had worn a brown coat over a sweater that Lisa had brought him. Strange, he hadn't worn that for years. Lisa had brought it for him on his 16th birthday and he had only worn it a few times. It was probably festering somewhere at the back of his closet.
It was then he had noticed his hands. They were covered in hideous amounts of blood. He went into the bathroom and cleaned his hands. It was then he noticed. There were no cuts. Only blood, he frantically pulled up his sleeves. Logan felt himself go faint. There, on his wrists were two clean cuts. Had he done this in his sleep? No. That's Impossible. He didn't see any blood when he was in the room five minutes ago room. He didn't have time to think about much else. He could feel himself blacking out.
After hearing a loud thud coming from the bathroom, Kim and Rufus both jolted up looking strait to the bathroom door. Kim jumps out of bed runs to the door, she opens it to see Ron lying there passed out on the floor. She runs back to her bag grabs the cell phone and dials 911.
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Ron awoke to the sound of doctors and nurses, running around, attending to their daily chores. He cleared his blurry vision to see Kim sitting next to the bed, with Cheryl on her lap, Rufus was on her lap squeaking as usual. He felt numb all over. He tried to sit up but dizziness got the better of him and he lay down again. He looked at Cheryl. She was crying, but was trying to be brave for her brother. Kim too was crying, as Ron was her best friend and had been they were kids. A male doctor came over and injected something into him. Hyracoidean, probably to ease the pain, as he momentarily felt himself go lightheaded.
"How are you feeling, Mr. Stoppable?" asked the doctor. Ron squinted. He then managed a weak reply.
"What happened? Where am I?" Ron was confused. The doctor then explained that he was in Merseyside hospital. He was familiar with the place. It was close to Silent Hill and Lake Wannaweep. He glanced at his wrists. They were bandaged up but he could see faint dots of blood seeping through. He then remembered what had happened.
"How do you feel Ron?" asked a worried Kim. Ron smiled and nodded, signifying that he was feeling better. Cheryl was the next to speak up.
"Are you OK now Ronny? The man said that you hurt yourself". Ron held his sister's tiny hand. He nodded.
"I'm OK Chere. I'm sorry if I scared you two. Forgive me?" both nodded Kim slid Cheryl off her lap to give him a hug. This time, Ron couldn't stop himself. A tear ran down his cheek. Cheryl stood up next to Kim and put her hand Kim's hand.
"I'll be right back, I'm going to get some coffee for us. Do you want to come and help me Cheryl?" Cheryl nodded and they then left the room. As they left, the male doctor returned. Ron looked at him again.
"Hey, I know you. You were the Doc that helped that helped me when I broke my arm at Camp Wannabe, and you also the doctor who helped Dr. Hatfield with my sister's illness." he said, remembering better times. The doctor smiled and nodded, but was unable to keep the growing look of concern off his face. "How did I get here?"
The doctor replied. "Luckily, your friend heard a loud thud in the restroom. She saw you passed out on the floor. She then dialed 911. You're lucky to be alive". Ron shuddered. He hadn't realized just how close to death he had been.
"Do you remember on how you got these gashes on you?" Logan eyes filled with confusion again.
"I... I really don't know how or why?" The doctor's face became somewhat of a sarcastic one.
"Mr. Stoppable, I can quite clearly see here that you are under a lot of stress, having to bring up your sister's death, however, taking ones own life is never the answer". He asked hoping it was something he could easily explain. Ron's confusion turned to anger. He didn't know where he gained the energy from, but he sat upright in bed and glared at the doctor.
"I didn't do this!" said Ron, raising his voice. "It just... happened. I had this, nightmare and when I woke up, there they were". The doctor seemed confused, and Ron couldn't blame him.
"What were 'there?"
"The cuts! I didn't do this! What's wrong with you people? Do you really think I would kill myself knowing that I would leave my family and best friend?" Ron immediately lay back down as Cheryl returned with Kim.
"Ronny, does this mean we're not going to Silent Hill?" for some reason the name alone made him shudder. But he wasn't going to let Cheryl down. Not again. Rufus jumped from Kim's shoulder to his chest and rested.
"We're still going sis. Don't worry. We'll be there tomorrow night".
"Ms. Possible may I speak to you for a minute" the Doctor asked. "Sure, lets step outside." Kim replied. They stepped outside the room. "Do you know how he got those gashes on his forearm at all?" he asked. "No, why?" she replied "You sure no animal attacked him or anything to that nature?" looking at her confused. "Yea I'm pretty sure, wait your saying those wounds are not self inflicted" looking even more confused than he is. The old doctor started, "What ever happened I know he didn't do that to himself. I asked him if he knew but he didn't I thought it was suicide attempt. I took a close look at the wound and realize those wound could not been done by some type instrument. The marking are way off they actually look like some animal attacked him. I know it's not the mall rat the gashes are to large for him to make. To tell you the truth I really don't know at all how those gashes got on him and I would like to keep him over night just to make sure. If everything is fine you guys can go in the morning and be on you mary way." "Sure what ever is needed." "Oh, by the way where you three were headed any" he asked. She replied while smiling, "Silent hill." "Really you should go to the Lakeside Amusement Park when you have a chance while your there" he said. She smiled at the old doctor, " will due."
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"I don't care about fuckin' protocol, get me the Sheriff of Silent Hill now!". Cybil was very loyal to her work. She was born and raised in Brahms, the next town over from Silent Hill. She became a police officer when she reached eighteen, and had been doing so for four years.
She was talking on the phone with another Police officer from a small town seven miles from where they were. The phones and radio to Silent Hill were all dead, none had been seen coming or going, and to her, that didn't seem right. She had been investigating the strange goings on in the neighboring town, and was determined, as a Police Officer, to find out what was causing them.
"Yeah... What? How can a town not have a Sheriff?" She hung up. She hated Rookies who were put on phone duty. She knew that every small town had some form of Law Enforcement's. The Police Station in Brahms was a small one, it only had twelve officers and a Sheriff, but it was enough. Then, the phone rang again.
"Brahms, Sheriffs Office? Bennett speaking"
"Officer Bennet? It's Blake. I think you can stop worrying your pretty little head now because our security cameras just picked up a car driving towards Silent Hill". She hated this guy. She had been stuck with him all through Officer training. Only trouble was, he was a higher rank than her so it prevented her from kicking his ass. He had always patronized her about her theories. So what if one car was driving to Silent Hill?
"I'm gonna scout round there, make sure they get there alright". She heard Blake sigh loudly on the other end of the line. "Listen Blake, you've got your opinions, I've got mine". She hung up and grabbed the keys to her police bike. She then grabbed her helmet and left.
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Ron stuffed the last of their luggage into his red jeep. His wrists had are healing up now, although they still required the occasional bandage change. He couldn't believe the trouble he went through explaining to the doctors that he did not know how he got them. With the help of Kim, they had finally let him out. Cheryl ran up to him with one more bag. He laughed to himself. For a jeep, his vehicle wasn't very big. He put the bag in and opened the car door for Cheryl.
"Hop in, squirt" he said. He was determined to cheer up, for Cheryl's sake, and for his own. She climbed in the back, clutching her sketchbook. The drawing of Ron and Kim on the front was beginning to fade, so Cheryl had drawn over it, to keep it fresh. "KP you ready or what?" Ron asked "Coming. She replied. "BOO YA, lets go already." Ron locked the boot and got into the driving seat. It was evening already, 6:00 p.m. to be exact. He had hoped, with any luck they would reach Silent Hill around 9:00 p.m. Cheryl was in the back Kim sitting in the passenger seat. He started up the engine, and drove off.
To Be Continued : Next chapter: Welcome To Silent Hill
I'm finally getting use to how this story is needed to be typed for it to come out the way I wanted it to. Ok the rest of the chapters are going to be extremely long so fair warning and PLEASE REVIEW IT GOOD OR BAD REVIEWS I WANT TO ACTUALLY SEE IF ITS GOOD OR NOT SO FAR THANK YOU.
It was dark, and despite not being able to see where they were going, Ron could feel the dank woodwork underneath his shoes, crunching with every step, and he could hear the harsh, empty sound echoing around the school. "Why are we in a school?" She asked. They looked around, frantically looking for an exit, but all doors were either locked, or too decayed to open. Other doors simply disappeared out of sight. "Ron I'm scared, how are we gonna get out of here." The red headed asked with the sense of fear in her voice. She reached for her Kimmuniacator. "Wade, you there at all," but no response came accept static. "shit no signal at all" she finished. "I have no signal on my cell." Ron added.
Ron was scared. He could feel his heart beating rapidly and for a moment, thought he was going to have a heart attack. He was breathing heavily and could see thick condensation pouring from his mouth with every shaky, scared breath. It was then they heard the noise. A screeching. Could it be a bird? A dying animal? They looked around. He couldn't find Cheryl. The noise came again, accompanied by a crackling. A radio?
"What the fuck is going on?" asked Kim out loud, not really expecting an answer.
"I don't know to tell you the truth, where is Cheryl." Ron asked and replied.
"I don't know?" She replied
Then they heard the ringing. It sounded like a phone. They looked around again, his heart was beating faster. There was no phone, and all the doors were gone. It was then he saw a strange, mysterious girl with long blonde hair standing at the end of the corridor. "Funny, She hadn't been there before." Kim noticed
"Um, excuse me, have you seen a little girl around here?" Ron asked. The girl just looked at Ron with a gentle look on her face. Ron took a closer look. She seemed familiar to him; only he couldn't place where he knew her. After a moment she shook her head and pointed behind Ron.
Wearily, they turned around to see a dragon of some sort - or something similar flying around his head. He ducked and turned to the strange girl again. She was gone. "Where did she go" he asked terrified by now. "I don't know, this is getting wei... LOOK OUT!" She Screamed at Ron.
The next thing he knew was the 'dragon' attempting to grab him with its claws. He blocked with his hands, only to realize moments later that the dragon had cut him. Where? There was blood on his hands but no cut. Slowly, he pulled up his sleeves just past his wrists. There he found, two razor sharp cuts.
He could feel his heart slowing down. Slower and slower...
Ron awoke with a start, sweating and shaking frantically. His naked mall rat jump one side of the bed to the other. He switched on the lamp. He was breathing heavily and his eyes had a new sense of alertness. After calming himself down, he reminded himself that it was only a nightmare. Still, nightmare or not, he had never had one like that before. Not that vivid. He could still hear the crackling and the ringing of the phone. In his mind, he could remember every detail that went on in his nightmare. Then, a look of worry came over his face.
"Cheryl, KP, oh shit Rufus I'm sorry" He pulled on a T-shirt and darted to the edge of the bed, picking poor startled Rufus. Kim jumps out of bed putting on a pair of paints. "Ron you ok, you scared the hell out of me." Kim asked. She looks over to the little girl. Cheryl gets up gently, and an immediate smile came on her face.
"Hello Ronny. What's the matter?" Ron sighed of relief and walked over to Cheryl's bed.
"Nothing girls, I'm sorry I woke you two, go back to sleep". He tucked her in and left the room, closing the door behind him. When he was out on the balcony of the hotel, he cursed himself under his breath.
"Damn it. What the hell's wrong with me?" he asked himself. He could still remember the way he was dressed. In his nightmare he had worn a brown coat over a sweater that Lisa had brought him. Strange, he hadn't worn that for years. Lisa had brought it for him on his 16th birthday and he had only worn it a few times. It was probably festering somewhere at the back of his closet.
It was then he had noticed his hands. They were covered in hideous amounts of blood. He went into the bathroom and cleaned his hands. It was then he noticed. There were no cuts. Only blood, he frantically pulled up his sleeves. Logan felt himself go faint. There, on his wrists were two clean cuts. Had he done this in his sleep? No. That's Impossible. He didn't see any blood when he was in the room five minutes ago room. He didn't have time to think about much else. He could feel himself blacking out.
After hearing a loud thud coming from the bathroom, Kim and Rufus both jolted up looking strait to the bathroom door. Kim jumps out of bed runs to the door, she opens it to see Ron lying there passed out on the floor. She runs back to her bag grabs the cell phone and dials 911.
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Ron awoke to the sound of doctors and nurses, running around, attending to their daily chores. He cleared his blurry vision to see Kim sitting next to the bed, with Cheryl on her lap, Rufus was on her lap squeaking as usual. He felt numb all over. He tried to sit up but dizziness got the better of him and he lay down again. He looked at Cheryl. She was crying, but was trying to be brave for her brother. Kim too was crying, as Ron was her best friend and had been they were kids. A male doctor came over and injected something into him. Hyracoidean, probably to ease the pain, as he momentarily felt himself go lightheaded.
"How are you feeling, Mr. Stoppable?" asked the doctor. Ron squinted. He then managed a weak reply.
"What happened? Where am I?" Ron was confused. The doctor then explained that he was in Merseyside hospital. He was familiar with the place. It was close to Silent Hill and Lake Wannaweep. He glanced at his wrists. They were bandaged up but he could see faint dots of blood seeping through. He then remembered what had happened.
"How do you feel Ron?" asked a worried Kim. Ron smiled and nodded, signifying that he was feeling better. Cheryl was the next to speak up.
"Are you OK now Ronny? The man said that you hurt yourself". Ron held his sister's tiny hand. He nodded.
"I'm OK Chere. I'm sorry if I scared you two. Forgive me?" both nodded Kim slid Cheryl off her lap to give him a hug. This time, Ron couldn't stop himself. A tear ran down his cheek. Cheryl stood up next to Kim and put her hand Kim's hand.
"I'll be right back, I'm going to get some coffee for us. Do you want to come and help me Cheryl?" Cheryl nodded and they then left the room. As they left, the male doctor returned. Ron looked at him again.
"Hey, I know you. You were the Doc that helped that helped me when I broke my arm at Camp Wannabe, and you also the doctor who helped Dr. Hatfield with my sister's illness." he said, remembering better times. The doctor smiled and nodded, but was unable to keep the growing look of concern off his face. "How did I get here?"
The doctor replied. "Luckily, your friend heard a loud thud in the restroom. She saw you passed out on the floor. She then dialed 911. You're lucky to be alive". Ron shuddered. He hadn't realized just how close to death he had been.
"Do you remember on how you got these gashes on you?" Logan eyes filled with confusion again.
"I... I really don't know how or why?" The doctor's face became somewhat of a sarcastic one.
"Mr. Stoppable, I can quite clearly see here that you are under a lot of stress, having to bring up your sister's death, however, taking ones own life is never the answer". He asked hoping it was something he could easily explain. Ron's confusion turned to anger. He didn't know where he gained the energy from, but he sat upright in bed and glared at the doctor.
"I didn't do this!" said Ron, raising his voice. "It just... happened. I had this, nightmare and when I woke up, there they were". The doctor seemed confused, and Ron couldn't blame him.
"What were 'there?"
"The cuts! I didn't do this! What's wrong with you people? Do you really think I would kill myself knowing that I would leave my family and best friend?" Ron immediately lay back down as Cheryl returned with Kim.
"Ronny, does this mean we're not going to Silent Hill?" for some reason the name alone made him shudder. But he wasn't going to let Cheryl down. Not again. Rufus jumped from Kim's shoulder to his chest and rested.
"We're still going sis. Don't worry. We'll be there tomorrow night".
"Ms. Possible may I speak to you for a minute" the Doctor asked. "Sure, lets step outside." Kim replied. They stepped outside the room. "Do you know how he got those gashes on his forearm at all?" he asked. "No, why?" she replied "You sure no animal attacked him or anything to that nature?" looking at her confused. "Yea I'm pretty sure, wait your saying those wounds are not self inflicted" looking even more confused than he is. The old doctor started, "What ever happened I know he didn't do that to himself. I asked him if he knew but he didn't I thought it was suicide attempt. I took a close look at the wound and realize those wound could not been done by some type instrument. The marking are way off they actually look like some animal attacked him. I know it's not the mall rat the gashes are to large for him to make. To tell you the truth I really don't know at all how those gashes got on him and I would like to keep him over night just to make sure. If everything is fine you guys can go in the morning and be on you mary way." "Sure what ever is needed." "Oh, by the way where you three were headed any" he asked. She replied while smiling, "Silent hill." "Really you should go to the Lakeside Amusement Park when you have a chance while your there" he said. She smiled at the old doctor, " will due."
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"I don't care about fuckin' protocol, get me the Sheriff of Silent Hill now!". Cybil was very loyal to her work. She was born and raised in Brahms, the next town over from Silent Hill. She became a police officer when she reached eighteen, and had been doing so for four years.
She was talking on the phone with another Police officer from a small town seven miles from where they were. The phones and radio to Silent Hill were all dead, none had been seen coming or going, and to her, that didn't seem right. She had been investigating the strange goings on in the neighboring town, and was determined, as a Police Officer, to find out what was causing them.
"Yeah... What? How can a town not have a Sheriff?" She hung up. She hated Rookies who were put on phone duty. She knew that every small town had some form of Law Enforcement's. The Police Station in Brahms was a small one, it only had twelve officers and a Sheriff, but it was enough. Then, the phone rang again.
"Brahms, Sheriffs Office? Bennett speaking"
"Officer Bennet? It's Blake. I think you can stop worrying your pretty little head now because our security cameras just picked up a car driving towards Silent Hill". She hated this guy. She had been stuck with him all through Officer training. Only trouble was, he was a higher rank than her so it prevented her from kicking his ass. He had always patronized her about her theories. So what if one car was driving to Silent Hill?
"I'm gonna scout round there, make sure they get there alright". She heard Blake sigh loudly on the other end of the line. "Listen Blake, you've got your opinions, I've got mine". She hung up and grabbed the keys to her police bike. She then grabbed her helmet and left.
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Ron stuffed the last of their luggage into his red jeep. His wrists had are healing up now, although they still required the occasional bandage change. He couldn't believe the trouble he went through explaining to the doctors that he did not know how he got them. With the help of Kim, they had finally let him out. Cheryl ran up to him with one more bag. He laughed to himself. For a jeep, his vehicle wasn't very big. He put the bag in and opened the car door for Cheryl.
"Hop in, squirt" he said. He was determined to cheer up, for Cheryl's sake, and for his own. She climbed in the back, clutching her sketchbook. The drawing of Ron and Kim on the front was beginning to fade, so Cheryl had drawn over it, to keep it fresh. "KP you ready or what?" Ron asked "Coming. She replied. "BOO YA, lets go already." Ron locked the boot and got into the driving seat. It was evening already, 6:00 p.m. to be exact. He had hoped, with any luck they would reach Silent Hill around 9:00 p.m. Cheryl was in the back Kim sitting in the passenger seat. He started up the engine, and drove off.
To Be Continued : Next chapter: Welcome To Silent Hill
I'm finally getting use to how this story is needed to be typed for it to come out the way I wanted it to. Ok the rest of the chapters are going to be extremely long so fair warning and PLEASE REVIEW IT GOOD OR BAD REVIEWS I WANT TO ACTUALLY SEE IF ITS GOOD OR NOT SO FAR THANK YOU.