SILENT HILL- OTHERWORLD
Noah and Estelle slowly continued down the stairwell to the second floor, since the elevator had decided to stop working.
He let her lead the way, walking behind and shining the flashlight for her. She stopped suddenly, and Noah barely
managed to keep from running into her. "Do you see something?" He asked gently, shining the flashlight back and forth
across the walls. "Point it up here." Estelle answered, looking up at the edge where the walls met the ceiling.
Noah did so, stepping back to give her more light. "The numbers here, they're strange." Estelle told him, as if he could
come over and look too. Where she was looking Noah saw only the wall, none of the numbers Estelle was talking about.
"What are they written in?" He asked, scratching his head. "Blood." Estelle replied, standing on her toes to get a better look.
She really saw something there, Noah was impressed. It was beyond him why anyone would just leave her there in that room,
when she could navigate the cockamamie innerworkings of Silent Hill as if it were second nature.
"Blood huh, why am I not surprsied.." Noah joked, a little put off by Estelle's discovery. At least he had the option to not see it, for now anway.
Sooner or later he'd have to find a way to ask Estelle if she could give me a few lessons or something, he'd feel better if they could
both see trouble coming. "Is that all that's weird about the numbers? That they're in blood?" Noah asked, moving closer to Estelle
and studying the blank space she seemed so interested in. He felt a litle weird making her do all the work with things like this.
"Roman numerals." Estelle added, as she hopped up at the ceiling. She looked like she wanted to get closer, or she couldn't
quite make something out. "Hang on.." Noah offered, putting the flashlight on the stairs and setting it so that the beam still shone
fairly close to where Estelle had been looking. She squeaked in surprise, as Noah picked her up and set her on his shoulders.
"is that better?" Noah asked, receiving a light bat on the head as a reply. "Don't ever do that again without my permission."
She warned, placing her hand between the ceiling and wall. He still couldn't see anything there, but it almost looked as if there
was a kind of haze or mirage. Like a patch of melting air was concealing what Estelle could easily see. "Ok, get me down."
Estelle ordered, putting both hands on the top of Noah's head as he bent down and let her off on the stairs.
He'd also giver her his map and marker, since it was all but useless to his untrained eyes. "Your eyes aren't what's out of practice."
Estelle reminded him for the tenth time, raising one eyebrow as she drew on their map. It was amazing, Noah thought.
He could almost see her looking over the map at him with one eye, giving an annoyed and yet playful gaze that he knew she must have had.
He couldn't explain how he knew, but he was sure of it. "It's this that needs exercise." She added, her voice expressing amusement as she
quickly drew a heart on his shirt, tapping the center with the marker. Noah looked down at it, grinning as he retrieved the flashlight.
She was fun, actually fun to be around. People were always so predictable in Noah's experience, it was funny that he couldn't figure
this girl out even as she guessed his every move. The town really was showing him his true self, he supossed.
"Ok, so what do we have here? Roman numerals right?" Noah questioned, as he and Estelle regarded the map. She'd drawn four of them,
one two three and nine. He thought about what that could mean, as Estelle continued down the stairs. "Come on Noah,I need light." She
called, sounding a good deal less irritable than when he'd picked her up. "No touching, definetely no touching." He muttered to himself,
following behind her. The door to the second floor was thankfully unlocked, and opened with a bit of muscle from Noah.
The hinges were badly rusted, but at least they had made it out of the claustrophobic nightmare of a stairwell.
Now they were in what looked like another hallway, with big double doors
over to the right. To the left were more doors, and a stopoff for the now broken elevator. "Come on, this way." Estelle guided,
walking away from the double doors and over to a door with a worn out metal plate attached that read 'STORAGE'. She turned the doorknob,
cautiously walking into the small room with Noah close behind her. "I knew there'd be some left." Estelle said gladly, taking a first aid kit
and some health drinks from the shelving on the walls. Noah panned around with the flashlight, stopping as he found a large black chest
sitting on a table. He smirked, walking over to it and looking it over. The top lid had three colored jewels set into it, red blue and green.
Lined after each one were three buttons, and Noah's mind recalled the numbers Estelle had found. The buttons were all numbered,
one through three in each row. "Hmm..." Noah said, messing with the numbers in his head. Estelle turned towards him, wondering
what he had found. "One plus one is two, one plus two is three, one plus three is five.." Noah figured, as Estelle came up behind him.
"Two and three and five, make nine, being the last number!" Noah shouted proudly, pushing the second, third and fifth buttons.
"Noah don't touch that! Idiot!" Estelle screamed, pulling him away from the chest. "It's ok I got!" Noah responded, taking her hand.
"It was the numbers you found Estelle, they were the answer. Just took a little math and.." Noah shut his mouth, as the walls
commenced bleeding again. The radio in his pocket went nuts, giving off immense static as a loud groaning filled the room.
"Damnit! Noah, I don't want to say you fucked up...." Estelle lectured, slapping his arm as she saw the monsters coming.
They were still far off, on the other side of the building but she could already see them. And it wouldn't take them very long to
spot two people walking around with a flashlight. "I...I fucked up..." Noah agreed, as the chest began to shake and rattle all by itself.
Everything looked as if it were made out of blood-stained chain link now, with parts of the walls and ceiling pulsating like organs.
The chest fell off of it's perch on the table, opening as it hit the floor. A pickax clanged out from inside, as Noah carefully
picked it up. It had nice balance, and a lot of weight for it's size. Estelle was scared, clinging gently to his side as he took the gun
tucked in the back of his pants and gave it to her. "Can you handle one of these? Noah asked her, realizing what a dumb question that was.
She had after all been the one that had fixed its feed jam earlier. He could do more damage with the pickax though,
and with her ability to see well it only made sense for Estelle to have the longer ranged weapon.
She could pick off things from much further away, possibly buying them valuable seconds if nothing else.
"What the hell, just happened to this place.." Noah blurted out, gripping the pickax tightly in one hand
as his other shone the flashlight around the newly improved storage room. "You see it now?" Estelle replied,
stepping away from him and holding the gun purposefully.
"This is the truth, of you, and me, and this town. The otherworld."
Noah and Estelle slowly continued down the stairwell to the second floor, since the elevator had decided to stop working.
He let her lead the way, walking behind and shining the flashlight for her. She stopped suddenly, and Noah barely
managed to keep from running into her. "Do you see something?" He asked gently, shining the flashlight back and forth
across the walls. "Point it up here." Estelle answered, looking up at the edge where the walls met the ceiling.
Noah did so, stepping back to give her more light. "The numbers here, they're strange." Estelle told him, as if he could
come over and look too. Where she was looking Noah saw only the wall, none of the numbers Estelle was talking about.
"What are they written in?" He asked, scratching his head. "Blood." Estelle replied, standing on her toes to get a better look.
She really saw something there, Noah was impressed. It was beyond him why anyone would just leave her there in that room,
when she could navigate the cockamamie innerworkings of Silent Hill as if it were second nature.
"Blood huh, why am I not surprsied.." Noah joked, a little put off by Estelle's discovery. At least he had the option to not see it, for now anway.
Sooner or later he'd have to find a way to ask Estelle if she could give me a few lessons or something, he'd feel better if they could
both see trouble coming. "Is that all that's weird about the numbers? That they're in blood?" Noah asked, moving closer to Estelle
and studying the blank space she seemed so interested in. He felt a litle weird making her do all the work with things like this.
"Roman numerals." Estelle added, as she hopped up at the ceiling. She looked like she wanted to get closer, or she couldn't
quite make something out. "Hang on.." Noah offered, putting the flashlight on the stairs and setting it so that the beam still shone
fairly close to where Estelle had been looking. She squeaked in surprise, as Noah picked her up and set her on his shoulders.
"is that better?" Noah asked, receiving a light bat on the head as a reply. "Don't ever do that again without my permission."
She warned, placing her hand between the ceiling and wall. He still couldn't see anything there, but it almost looked as if there
was a kind of haze or mirage. Like a patch of melting air was concealing what Estelle could easily see. "Ok, get me down."
Estelle ordered, putting both hands on the top of Noah's head as he bent down and let her off on the stairs.
He'd also giver her his map and marker, since it was all but useless to his untrained eyes. "Your eyes aren't what's out of practice."
Estelle reminded him for the tenth time, raising one eyebrow as she drew on their map. It was amazing, Noah thought.
He could almost see her looking over the map at him with one eye, giving an annoyed and yet playful gaze that he knew she must have had.
He couldn't explain how he knew, but he was sure of it. "It's this that needs exercise." She added, her voice expressing amusement as she
quickly drew a heart on his shirt, tapping the center with the marker. Noah looked down at it, grinning as he retrieved the flashlight.
She was fun, actually fun to be around. People were always so predictable in Noah's experience, it was funny that he couldn't figure
this girl out even as she guessed his every move. The town really was showing him his true self, he supossed.
"Ok, so what do we have here? Roman numerals right?" Noah questioned, as he and Estelle regarded the map. She'd drawn four of them,
one two three and nine. He thought about what that could mean, as Estelle continued down the stairs. "Come on Noah,I need light." She
called, sounding a good deal less irritable than when he'd picked her up. "No touching, definetely no touching." He muttered to himself,
following behind her. The door to the second floor was thankfully unlocked, and opened with a bit of muscle from Noah.
The hinges were badly rusted, but at least they had made it out of the claustrophobic nightmare of a stairwell.
Now they were in what looked like another hallway, with big double doors
over to the right. To the left were more doors, and a stopoff for the now broken elevator. "Come on, this way." Estelle guided,
walking away from the double doors and over to a door with a worn out metal plate attached that read 'STORAGE'. She turned the doorknob,
cautiously walking into the small room with Noah close behind her. "I knew there'd be some left." Estelle said gladly, taking a first aid kit
and some health drinks from the shelving on the walls. Noah panned around with the flashlight, stopping as he found a large black chest
sitting on a table. He smirked, walking over to it and looking it over. The top lid had three colored jewels set into it, red blue and green.
Lined after each one were three buttons, and Noah's mind recalled the numbers Estelle had found. The buttons were all numbered,
one through three in each row. "Hmm..." Noah said, messing with the numbers in his head. Estelle turned towards him, wondering
what he had found. "One plus one is two, one plus two is three, one plus three is five.." Noah figured, as Estelle came up behind him.
"Two and three and five, make nine, being the last number!" Noah shouted proudly, pushing the second, third and fifth buttons.
"Noah don't touch that! Idiot!" Estelle screamed, pulling him away from the chest. "It's ok I got!" Noah responded, taking her hand.
"It was the numbers you found Estelle, they were the answer. Just took a little math and.." Noah shut his mouth, as the walls
commenced bleeding again. The radio in his pocket went nuts, giving off immense static as a loud groaning filled the room.
"Damnit! Noah, I don't want to say you fucked up...." Estelle lectured, slapping his arm as she saw the monsters coming.
They were still far off, on the other side of the building but she could already see them. And it wouldn't take them very long to
spot two people walking around with a flashlight. "I...I fucked up..." Noah agreed, as the chest began to shake and rattle all by itself.
Everything looked as if it were made out of blood-stained chain link now, with parts of the walls and ceiling pulsating like organs.
The chest fell off of it's perch on the table, opening as it hit the floor. A pickax clanged out from inside, as Noah carefully
picked it up. It had nice balance, and a lot of weight for it's size. Estelle was scared, clinging gently to his side as he took the gun
tucked in the back of his pants and gave it to her. "Can you handle one of these? Noah asked her, realizing what a dumb question that was.
She had after all been the one that had fixed its feed jam earlier. He could do more damage with the pickax though,
and with her ability to see well it only made sense for Estelle to have the longer ranged weapon.
She could pick off things from much further away, possibly buying them valuable seconds if nothing else.
"What the hell, just happened to this place.." Noah blurted out, gripping the pickax tightly in one hand
as his other shone the flashlight around the newly improved storage room. "You see it now?" Estelle replied,
stepping away from him and holding the gun purposefully.
"This is the truth, of you, and me, and this town. The otherworld."