Silent Hill: The Room

Stupid People Own Our Fait

Disclaimer: All characters associated with the Silent Hill series are own by Konami.

Chapter 1:

A Locked Bathroom Is A Useless Bathroom.

We get an over head shot of a Henry lying in his bed with head phones on. He is apparently jamming to some

music.

Henry:

(nodding with satisfaction)

Poopoo pee pee 21, 18.....

He is unaware of the strange happenings going on in his room. The walls become dank, and kinda shitty.

cracks appear here and there. And the room takes on a dark persona.

Henry:

This is part three of my confession.....

A red stains appears in the middle of the ceiling. It becomes more intense in darkness and size. But Henry

is still content on listening to music, and doesn't notice.

Henry:

Responsibility, what's that?.... Responsibility not quite yet.

A zombie like being starts to come through this red puddle in the ceiling. It is no other than the late

Sam Kinison. And then finally Henry takes off his head phones, and finally notices, he seems

petrafied. Then without warning, the zombie Sam Kinison, still half way in the ceiling, does his trade

mark scream.

Sam Kinison:

AHHHH!!!!! COCKER SUCKER, PIECE OF SHIT!!!!!!!!

Henry:

(scared shitless)

AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Then suddenly Henry awakes from this horrible nightmare. In his normal bed and apartment again.

Henry:

I should have known it was a nightmare when I realized

I was listening to Usher.

Henry arrises from his bed and heads toward his living room. But he notices his bathroom is locked up

by huge rusty chains. On the door in red, it says: Do Not Go In! Your friend is marked out and under

that is says sincerely, Walter.

Henry:

What the hell? Who locked up my bathroom and who is Walter?

I'm pretty sure I had a Walter on my bowling team.

scene cuts to Henry looking at his bowling team's pictures.

Henry:

Walter.....Walter...Walter

Walter Chung? No that's not him. Wait what?

Cuts back to Henry in front of his bathroom door.

Henry:

Well I don't know no Walter. I hope this isn't

some poor excuse of a bathroom joke. Cause

I don't get it.

Knocks on the bathroom door.

Henry:

Hello? I feel like I need to say something, so I'm just

going to say it. I love you. Abby I love.

Cuts back to Henry in front of his bathroom door.

Henry:

Well I don't know no Walter. I hope this isn't

some poor excuse of a bathroom joke. Cause

I dont' get it.

Henry begins to formulate some kind of plan, and plan that consist on solving the mystery of

the bathroom and Walter. We cut to Henry knocking on his next door neighbor's door. A young

attractive female by the name of Eileen answers the door.

Eileen:

Hello, my name is Eileen, what is yours?

Henry:

Umm...Henry, well you don't know me....

Eileen:

Nice to meet you Henry.

Henry:

Nice to meet you too. Umm...well you don't know me, but

........

Eileen:

But nothing.....

Henry:

?? yeah Umm....Well I'm your neighbor, and

I came over here, because I'm in a confusing predicament.

Eileen:

Would you like to come in?

Henry:

Well ummm...yeah I guess.

Eileen:

So what's this strange predicament you speak of?

Henry:

Your not going to seduce me are you?

Eileen:

My sex drive is gone, so no.

Henry:

Good, well Umm....my bathroom is locked over in my

apartment over there. And the strangest thing.....

ummmm....Some person by the name of Walter

wrote something along the lines of, Don't go in.

Do you happen to know a Walter?

Eileen:

Well I know a lot of Walters, and 3 quarters of them aren't even real.

Henry:

I see. Interesting. And when I say interesting, I mean weird.

Did you happen to see any strange at all.

Eileen:

No. I mean I been hearing some strange noises.

Henry:

Like?

Eileen:

Well the other night, I heard some one say dirty bitch over and over.

Henry:

You did, did you?

Eileen:

Yeah, but then I hung up the phone. And it stopped.

Henry:

Can I use your bathroom?

Eileen:

Sure.

Henry slips into the bathroom, and stares in the mirror.

Henry:

Okay, this broad obviously is too attracted to you

to speak common since. This is a test. A

test of one's loyalty. I will go in there say

I had a nice night. And then go home. Jack myself

off to sleep, and that will be it.

Henry takes a deep breath, and walks into the living room, only to find Eileen sleeping in her bed.

Henry:

Geez, I wasn't gone THAT long.

Oh geez I'm having that urge to..........to...

Looks at Eileens supple sleeping body. Helpless.......to call for help....to scream.....to love.....to feel it...

We cut to Henry putting panties on from Eileens dresser. Putting one on after the other. The Robbie doll

turns to point at Henry.

Henry:

No, shut up...Shut the hell up! I wasn't doing it

Leave me alone. Don't....what are you looking at?

Give me a break, will ya? Heather, I don't know

a Heather.

Cuts to Henry in his room writing religious babble and praises about Bob Marley's music on each and

ever one of Eileen's panties.

Henry:

(laughs)

I will mail each and everyone of these to her family,

then we will see what that bitch has to say about that.

Cuts to Henry standing infront of his locked bathroom door.

Henry:

Doesn't it feel like a day goes by, and you don't get anything done?

Suddenly I loud noise is heard.

Henry:

Jesus H mutha fuckin boom boom Christ!!!

What the hell was that!!!??

Henry investigates the origins of the sound. The sound in which came from his kitchen. He slowly

moves to the kitchen, hesistating a little. He then opens his fridge to find a huge hole along with some

very nice pics of Uma Thurman.

Henry:

Wow, how did someone know I like her?

Oh and there is a huge ass hole in there too. No doubt it was those

damn half human orcs from the popular Lord of The Ring books

and the equally popular Lord of The Ring movies. It's obvious

that Saruman has mistaken my fridge has a breeding ground

for those vile orc tra.......

Henry is slapped in the back of the head by an unseen person.

Henry:

I mean....weird, what is a hole doing here?

I'm obviously curious as to where is leads.

Henry pockets the pics, and begins squeezing into the hole

Henry:

I could of sworn I was a 20.

As he does, he is put into a tranz like state, and thrown through a dark like tunnel

and he wakes up lying on a cold concrete floor. Gets up, and notices the long

esculator behind him.

Henry:

Why the hell didn't I get to ride that down here?

Notices a woman down the dark hall.

Henry:

Selena?

Henry walks a ways down to meet this beautiful latina women. She turns to meet him. She is

Cynthia.

Cynthia:

Hey stranger, what brings you to my

sub conscious mind?

Henry:

I'm Henry.

Cynthia:

Thanks chief, I was going for the whole impersonal thing,

but the personal thing can work too, I guess.

Henry:

What's your name?

Cynthia:

Your in my dream and you don't know my name?

Henry:

Are you sure it isn't my dream. Cause I know my name.

Cynthia:

No it's mine.

Henry:

Okay, whatever you can claim this one, but the next one

is mine.

Cynthia:

Well anyways, my name is Cynthia.

Henry:

That's not very latina. That's my aunts name.

Cynthia:

I'm Irish/Italian.

Henry:

I'm white, but you don't here my giving out names

that don't sound like they shouldn't be my name

do to what ethnicity I am.

Cynthia:

So what are you here for? Are you here to wake me up?

Cause this is one hell of a nightmare.

Henry:

Sure is, I mean I didn't get to ride the esculator, and

it only goes down, so it would be like walking stairs, if

I were to go against it.

Cynthia:

Is that right tiger?

Henry:

You aint no damn valley girl, and I'm no Chief/Tiger, alright?

Cynthia:

Did you see the monsters?

Henry:

What the Orc's of Saruman's armies?

Cynthia:

No, they are like dogs with long tongues.

Henry:

No, they look like giant hyenas. There is this one bit

were the dworf Gimli, god rest his soul(laughs) gets stuck

under one of them.....and more and more keep getting

stu........

Cynthia:

Stop rambling!

Henry:

So what do you want to do?

Cynthia:

Wake up

Henry:

Geez, I didn't know I was THAT bad socially.

Cynthia:

Look.......

She begins to cough horribly.

Henry:

Cover your damn mouth!

Cynthia:

I need to go to the bathroom.

Henry:

Wash your hands.

Suddenly Henry wakes up in his bed, with his pants down. We assume he was masturbating.

Henry:

Well looks like a got something done today.

The phone rings.

Henry:

Hello, Henry's apartment. You want to talk to Henry?

Cynthia:

YES!!! HELP!!!

Henry:

May I ask who is calling?

Cynthia:

CYHNTHIA YOU BRAIN DEAD MORON, HELP!!!!!

Henry:

Okay, but I need to clean up first.

Hangs up...cuts to him standing infron of his bathroom.

Henry:

What the hell? I don't remember a Walter...

To Be Continued.................