SILENT HILL- Slaughterhouse
Estelle watched nervously as the locker room door began to give way. It's hinges bending as the monsters tirelessly
pounded on the other side. "I think this is our best way out." Noah suggested, slowly opening the shutters on the window.
The same battered police cruiser he'd hidden out in before was a short distance away, maybe as much as ten seconds
from the window. "But those things will see us!" Estelle argued, getting her handgun ready as she guarded the door.
"They already know we're here Estelle. We'll at least have a few seconds going out the window, once those monsters break in here
we'll have to fight our way through every last one of them." Estelle looked at the situation from Noah's perspective,
seeing his point. "But at least in here we're halfway safe Noah, once we go outside there's no telling how many of them
will show up." Noah kept watch out the window, holding his breath as a few of the gorilla looking things outside the entrance
moved inside. "They're all starting to come in, crafty little buggers." Noah reported, walking over to Estelle and grabbing her
hand. "You better be sure about this." She warned, as Noah got his shotgun ready. "You're going to need a map.." Noah
said suddenly, stopping and taking out his. "No I..The town will give me one Noah, when I start on the path." Estelle
countered, waving his away. "The maps are specific to each person anyway, yours wouldn't tell me anything."
Noah took that as a fact, and had another look out the window before breaking through it's glass with the shotgun stock.
The street near the police car was almost empty now, as the door was finally beaten down and a multitude of slimy, hungry creatures
invavded the room. Noah slipped out the broken window with Estelle close behind, the two of them easily falling the three
or four feet from the window to the ground. Estelle rushed ahead of Noah, throwing the car door open in desperation and
jumping inside. Noah followed her in, slouching down in the passenger seat as he closed the door. The window was still in sight,
and Noah watched almost eagerly as the creatures found their prey gone. One of the winged monsters hurt itself on the broken
window glass and made a pathetic attempt to run before several of the gorilla looking things ran it down and ate it alive.
"Ahhh, wow that's some poetic justice right there." Noah marveled at the grisly scene, taking it as proof that the town had it's
own natural set of laws. Estelle frowned and watched with him, looking like she was about to vomit as the monsters all joined in.
A few of them began fighting over the last pieces of flesh, and as more of the creatures were wounded the whole thing turned into
a huge orgy of mutilation. Parts were thrown from the open window as the monsters slaughtered each other. "Now aren't you glad
we weren't in there?" Noah teased Estelle, turning to her as took out his map. It might just have been that the town had
spared them intentionally, or that they had gotten extremely lucky. The map was stable now, a place called Rosewater park was
circled in red. It was pretty far, but with his new assualt rifle Noah was sure he'd be ok. The really nasty things only seemed to
exist indoors when a place was sucked into the otherworld. "You sure you'll find a map?" Noah asked again, concerned for Estelle as
she prepared to set off on her path. "That's how it usually works, everyone that came through the hospital all those years...
They all had maps." Noah seemed satisfied with that, watching as Estelle checked over her supplies. She had well over 500 bullets
for both weapons, and the dead cop's nightstick for closer encounters. "I've only got two of these left.." Estelle said softly,
handing an ampoule to Noah. "I don't know if I should be taking anymore of those.." Noah refused, cringing away from it. Estelle
sighed tiredly and stuck the small bottle in his jacket pocket. "It may save your life, Reginald's going to be sending everything
he has after you before too long." She persisted, opening the driver's side door and looking back at Noah. "You better be there, Noah."
She warned him, biting her lower lip. She was really worried about him after all, Noah was pleased with that. They had both come a
long ways from their first meeting. "Same goes for you, 'Stelle." Noah returned, reaching over to touch her hand before she ran off
alone into the misty void. Noah watched her go, then waited another ten minutes. Still no more monsters came to investigate the
scene. Noah's curiousity overtook him, as he crept stealthly away from the car and back to the window. He peered in, his stomach
churning at the state the room was now in. There were four monsters left, three gorilla things and one of the winged creatures.
They poked their noses amongst the carnage, looking for leftovers perhaps. Noah also saw that some of the zombie cops had
survived the earlier attack and had gotten caught up in the fray. The locker room closely ressembled a slaughterhouse now,
blood and little bits of monster painted every inch of the walls and most of the ceiling. The floor was also slick with it,
and Noah contined watching from his hiding spot just outside the window as the winged monster slipped on an organ. It flailed
and fell back on top of one of the gorilla creatures, who all immediately took it as an attack. The poor thing never
even had a chance, Noah mused as the feeding frenzy went on behind the rows of lockers. Noah crawled back in through the window,
very careful about not making noise as his hand tightly gripped a single grenade. He reached one of the zombie cops and looked
back at the monsters as he bent over the corpse. His radio was turned all the way down, the static from four monsters this close
to him would have alerted them of his prescense before he'd even got in the window. Noah removed the cop's nightstick, having an
idea as he walked in a crouch over to another dead guard and repeated the robbing process, also snatching his handcuffs away.
The gorillas were done eating now, and began to roam around the room. It was time to go.
Noah stayed on the opposite side of the lockers, keeping distance between the monsters and himself. The dead guard was not so dead as Noah
had assumed, and grabbed his leg with a sudden burst of energy and a loud moan. Noah almost had a heart attack, freed his leg
and pulled the pin from his grenade, letting it clatter loudly to the floor and roll into plain sight.
The monsters bellowed murderous intentions as Noah ran for the window, diving out of it as he counted backwards from five.
He was safely away and running towards his next destination when the explosion went off, hearing faint shouts of pain along with it.
Noah kept up the pace for a good half hour, until his leg started bothering him again. He was over halfway to the park now,
and stopped long enough to try out his idea. The sticks he'd lifted from the cops were pretty old fashioned, yet still modern enough
to have the holes at one end for attaching rope or whatever you liked. Noah took the handcuffs he'd stolen, and smiled as he found
they were slim enough to fit through the nightstick holes. He tightened them up, smiling wider as he swung his new device around a litte
to test. Perhaps he'd seen too many movies, but nightsticks were extremely tough and having a rudimentary pair of nunchaku made with them
seemed hardly the worst idea in the world. Noah set off for the park again, looping his new close range weapon around his belt.
Estelle had been quite right about his situation after all, Reginald would be after him like gangbusters soon. That would mean
new and terrifying monsters most likley difficult if not damn near impossible to keep down. Noah ran towards the park hoping
he had enough time to at least find the stone, so that when the nasties came he could just spilt and follow the map out of here.
He realized there was no such luck, as he reached the park. Outside it's brick walls there were two gorilla creatures gurading
the way in, with other things roaming around inside that he didn't recognize at all. "Ok hero, get on with it." Noah mumbled to himself,
hoping against hope that the uglies waiting inside could be shot to death.
Estelle watched nervously as the locker room door began to give way. It's hinges bending as the monsters tirelessly
pounded on the other side. "I think this is our best way out." Noah suggested, slowly opening the shutters on the window.
The same battered police cruiser he'd hidden out in before was a short distance away, maybe as much as ten seconds
from the window. "But those things will see us!" Estelle argued, getting her handgun ready as she guarded the door.
"They already know we're here Estelle. We'll at least have a few seconds going out the window, once those monsters break in here
we'll have to fight our way through every last one of them." Estelle looked at the situation from Noah's perspective,
seeing his point. "But at least in here we're halfway safe Noah, once we go outside there's no telling how many of them
will show up." Noah kept watch out the window, holding his breath as a few of the gorilla looking things outside the entrance
moved inside. "They're all starting to come in, crafty little buggers." Noah reported, walking over to Estelle and grabbing her
hand. "You better be sure about this." She warned, as Noah got his shotgun ready. "You're going to need a map.." Noah
said suddenly, stopping and taking out his. "No I..The town will give me one Noah, when I start on the path." Estelle
countered, waving his away. "The maps are specific to each person anyway, yours wouldn't tell me anything."
Noah took that as a fact, and had another look out the window before breaking through it's glass with the shotgun stock.
The street near the police car was almost empty now, as the door was finally beaten down and a multitude of slimy, hungry creatures
invavded the room. Noah slipped out the broken window with Estelle close behind, the two of them easily falling the three
or four feet from the window to the ground. Estelle rushed ahead of Noah, throwing the car door open in desperation and
jumping inside. Noah followed her in, slouching down in the passenger seat as he closed the door. The window was still in sight,
and Noah watched almost eagerly as the creatures found their prey gone. One of the winged monsters hurt itself on the broken
window glass and made a pathetic attempt to run before several of the gorilla looking things ran it down and ate it alive.
"Ahhh, wow that's some poetic justice right there." Noah marveled at the grisly scene, taking it as proof that the town had it's
own natural set of laws. Estelle frowned and watched with him, looking like she was about to vomit as the monsters all joined in.
A few of them began fighting over the last pieces of flesh, and as more of the creatures were wounded the whole thing turned into
a huge orgy of mutilation. Parts were thrown from the open window as the monsters slaughtered each other. "Now aren't you glad
we weren't in there?" Noah teased Estelle, turning to her as took out his map. It might just have been that the town had
spared them intentionally, or that they had gotten extremely lucky. The map was stable now, a place called Rosewater park was
circled in red. It was pretty far, but with his new assualt rifle Noah was sure he'd be ok. The really nasty things only seemed to
exist indoors when a place was sucked into the otherworld. "You sure you'll find a map?" Noah asked again, concerned for Estelle as
she prepared to set off on her path. "That's how it usually works, everyone that came through the hospital all those years...
They all had maps." Noah seemed satisfied with that, watching as Estelle checked over her supplies. She had well over 500 bullets
for both weapons, and the dead cop's nightstick for closer encounters. "I've only got two of these left.." Estelle said softly,
handing an ampoule to Noah. "I don't know if I should be taking anymore of those.." Noah refused, cringing away from it. Estelle
sighed tiredly and stuck the small bottle in his jacket pocket. "It may save your life, Reginald's going to be sending everything
he has after you before too long." She persisted, opening the driver's side door and looking back at Noah. "You better be there, Noah."
She warned him, biting her lower lip. She was really worried about him after all, Noah was pleased with that. They had both come a
long ways from their first meeting. "Same goes for you, 'Stelle." Noah returned, reaching over to touch her hand before she ran off
alone into the misty void. Noah watched her go, then waited another ten minutes. Still no more monsters came to investigate the
scene. Noah's curiousity overtook him, as he crept stealthly away from the car and back to the window. He peered in, his stomach
churning at the state the room was now in. There were four monsters left, three gorilla things and one of the winged creatures.
They poked their noses amongst the carnage, looking for leftovers perhaps. Noah also saw that some of the zombie cops had
survived the earlier attack and had gotten caught up in the fray. The locker room closely ressembled a slaughterhouse now,
blood and little bits of monster painted every inch of the walls and most of the ceiling. The floor was also slick with it,
and Noah contined watching from his hiding spot just outside the window as the winged monster slipped on an organ. It flailed
and fell back on top of one of the gorilla creatures, who all immediately took it as an attack. The poor thing never
even had a chance, Noah mused as the feeding frenzy went on behind the rows of lockers. Noah crawled back in through the window,
very careful about not making noise as his hand tightly gripped a single grenade. He reached one of the zombie cops and looked
back at the monsters as he bent over the corpse. His radio was turned all the way down, the static from four monsters this close
to him would have alerted them of his prescense before he'd even got in the window. Noah removed the cop's nightstick, having an
idea as he walked in a crouch over to another dead guard and repeated the robbing process, also snatching his handcuffs away.
The gorillas were done eating now, and began to roam around the room. It was time to go.
Noah stayed on the opposite side of the lockers, keeping distance between the monsters and himself. The dead guard was not so dead as Noah
had assumed, and grabbed his leg with a sudden burst of energy and a loud moan. Noah almost had a heart attack, freed his leg
and pulled the pin from his grenade, letting it clatter loudly to the floor and roll into plain sight.
The monsters bellowed murderous intentions as Noah ran for the window, diving out of it as he counted backwards from five.
He was safely away and running towards his next destination when the explosion went off, hearing faint shouts of pain along with it.
Noah kept up the pace for a good half hour, until his leg started bothering him again. He was over halfway to the park now,
and stopped long enough to try out his idea. The sticks he'd lifted from the cops were pretty old fashioned, yet still modern enough
to have the holes at one end for attaching rope or whatever you liked. Noah took the handcuffs he'd stolen, and smiled as he found
they were slim enough to fit through the nightstick holes. He tightened them up, smiling wider as he swung his new device around a litte
to test. Perhaps he'd seen too many movies, but nightsticks were extremely tough and having a rudimentary pair of nunchaku made with them
seemed hardly the worst idea in the world. Noah set off for the park again, looping his new close range weapon around his belt.
Estelle had been quite right about his situation after all, Reginald would be after him like gangbusters soon. That would mean
new and terrifying monsters most likley difficult if not damn near impossible to keep down. Noah ran towards the park hoping
he had enough time to at least find the stone, so that when the nasties came he could just spilt and follow the map out of here.
He realized there was no such luck, as he reached the park. Outside it's brick walls there were two gorilla creatures gurading
the way in, with other things roaming around inside that he didn't recognize at all. "Ok hero, get on with it." Noah mumbled to himself,
hoping against hope that the uglies waiting inside could be shot to death.