I really don't feel like stating all that I stated last time, so I'll just say its all the same.
Chapter 2: My beautiful nightmare...
In a lonely cemetery a man is seen standing in the distance holding a bundle of black roses. As it begins to rain he leans over and places them at two headstones, reading James Kirkland and Lynn Kirkland. " Yes, it's been a long time mother and father, but Ive returned.", giving a smile as a tear runs down his face. The man turns around showing his full face, it has been a while but it is Kevin. Now, 19 years old and a decade later after that fateful night, he has returned. Placing his hand just below his hair line, allowing his blond hair to slightly cover a part of his hand, shielding his green eyes he looks up toward the deep gray sky as rain falls hitting him in the face.
His purpose of returning is to locate his two other brothers still in Silent Hill; finding the two will fulfill their pact with each other. Before they were to be separated and go their different ways due to foster care, they made a pact; stating that in ten years they would return and meet each other and visit their former house, that house of murderous night terrors. "The gathering is forming... the clock is set... the pendulum swings... now, how will destiny ring?", Kevin's final thought before disappearing into the vast gray mist.
"Here you go, the desk clerk hands over a key,sir. Mr. Kirkland I hope you have a nice stay here in our town. Oh, before I forget, there have been some rumors of strange sightings throughout the town. So, if of any concern, just watch out for anything suspicious." Accepting the key he nodes his head,"Thank you and I will be sure to do so." Kevin looks down towards the rustic looking gold key reading the room number "203".
Standing outside his room, admiring the wood grain of the antique door, Kevin removes the room key from his pocket. Giving it one more look over he places it in the hole unlocking his room. The door swings open revealing a cozy looking hotel room with a single bed, a desk, and a small tv located on a small dresser.
"Hmmm, not too bad," taking a few steps in he sits his bag down, "I actually like it, heh heh." Kevin walks over and sits on his bed falling back with arms spread open, "Since it's a few miles to the next restaurant; and since that rain wont let up; and since its getting dark really quickly; I think I'll just go to bed early." After preparing for bed and actually lying down, it isn't no sooner than he's out like a light.
Waking up standing in the hall, curious as to why, he looks around. His heart begins pounding in his chest as he sees what's before him. The once beautifully painting wooden walls are now dilapidated, full of cracks dripping blood; each door, now rusted metal fencing with broken door knobs; the floor is dilapidated creaking wood planks . Kevin looks up, fear fills his eyes from what is seen, the ceiling is formed of dead corpses of humans that appear to be sewn together. He then looks down after seeing the gruesome sight; noticing it's a much better sight than the previous one. A glint of something metallic catches his eye, "A knife? What would that be doing here", thinking to himself as he reaches for it. Grasping it he brings it to his face looking at how clean it is compared to the rest of his surroundings. "Wha... what is the place? Could this be Hell? Or, is it just a bad dream; I hope its only a bad dream.", yelling aloud hoping nothing will hear him.
Looking down the hall he sees a pristine wooden door, the only on that appears to work. Walking towards it, knife in hand, he runs his fingers along the wood; blood appears where his fingers graced. Stepping back in shock and awe, Kevin then reaches for the door knob; twisting it the swings open creating a gust of wind blowing his hair back some. Standing before what looks to be a void, he steps into the darkness not knowing what will happen next; but prepared to take on whatever awaits with his knife.
A blinding red flash coats the room, Kevin blinks frivolously trying to regain his sight. Once becoming coherent, he looks through the newly made red haze as he sees something moving in the distance. Curious with fear, Kevin walks silently over to catch a closer glimpse. Realizing it's a monster feasting on a corpse, Kevin steps back making a loud gasping cry. Alerted, the creature turns to face Kevin, its long hair covers it's face. Kevin looks once more at the corpse; his eyes grow even bigger when he sees it is Ray laying mutilated and maimed on the ground. Raising it's face the monster's hair falls back revealing a mutilated face of Jonathan.
Walking back in both fear and shock at the situation, Kevin clutches the knife tighter as his heart pounds stronger. "Kev... Kevin..", bumbling towards Kevin, Jonathan raises his right arm at his brother. The sound of sirens begins resonating loud and clear in the distance. "No.., Kevin raises the knife in fear, no your not my brother! Stay away!" Taking a few steps back, Kevin begins swing the knife frantically in the air. "Get back... get back I said!", screaming at the approaching demon. "Brother.... brother.", Jonathan tries to reach out to his brother once more.
Kevin now more afraid than ever, runs at Jonathan stabbing him three times in the chest. Blood pouring from his wounds, Jonathan falls to the ground dying. Kevin looks at the blood running down the knife onto his hand. "Why? Why brother...", stating while grasping for air to breath. Jonathan dies lying on the floor, his corpse melts into a giant puddle of blood on the floor. "Because... because," face full of anger," your not my brother! You monster!" Kevin throws the bloody knife behind him.
Paying attention to only the puddle of blood now on the floor, Ray opens his eyes. Kevin turns to where Ray lays on the floor. "Gone? How could this be?!", he thinks to himself as he looks around. A shadow quickly moves behind Kevin; he feels a sharp pain in his back suddenly. Turning around to see his bloody knife held by a hand, he looks up seeing Ray's corpse standing before him. "Why...", Kevin falls to the ground looking up at his younger brother. Blood pours from his wound making another bloody puddle in this room of deep hazy red. 'Because your not my brother.", Ray begins to laugh. Everything turns into a hazy red then to pitch black; Kevin's arms slump to the ground as he dies on the floor.
Kevin jumps out of his bed, placing his hands over his face, feeling the sweat release from his pours. "Was it all really just a dream, or was it for real?", huffing with a pounding heart,"It felt so damn real. I hope I never have another dream like that again." Kevin gets out of bed and goes to the near by window to look out at the morning sky.
Haha, hope you all like CH 2. Really odd huh?