(Sorry the chapter is short, I've been rather busy lately)

Chapter 5

Eric

Eric felt the car stop and then he heard Jill saying something but it sounded so alien that he figured he was too tired to understand what she was saying. He yelled up front more out of weariness then annoyance because of the death of their uncle. That man was a good man and one that didn't deserve to die the way he died. Eric knew that it was a great injustice and they lost a well loved member of the Bowers family.

He fell asleep again and as he did he felt the car moving again and nothing more was said, not to his knowledge anyway. When he woke up he was still in the car but it was empty and it was parked near a street he didn't recognize.

"This is definelty not Ashfield." he mumbled helping himself to a cigarette. His brother hated it when he smoked but he did it anyway. Mostly out of habit more then anything else.

The first thing he noticed about the town he was in was that it was thick with fog and that it seemed too quiet; Even for a small town such as this one. He got out of the back seat of the car and went across the street to a bar called Neely's. It suited him just fine, now that he thought about it he did need a good drink. When he entered the bar he realized that it was empty. He looked around at it and then towards the walls scribbled with graffiti. It appeared that the bar had not been used for years seeing as how it had a layer of dust on the counter. He shrugged and went out onto the street to see if he could find Steven or Jill.

He listened for any noise besides his own breathing, but there was nothing, only silence. He walked down the street to the corner and decided to cross to the next street. Something was not right about the town and he felt like he should find his siblings and get out.

He knew the town as soon as he saw the bar, it was Silent Hill. He heard so many rumors about this town being odd, but he never expected it to be this odd. It was getting light outside and no one was driving off to work or walking their dogs. It was just empty, like no one even existed except him. He started to walk down the street a little ways when a pocket radio he always kept with him, started to make a noise. He took it out of his coat and looked at it.

"What the hell is going on with this thing?" he mumbled to himself. He shook it a little bit then smacked it to see if it would stop. He was going to shut it off when all of a sudden a low growl from behind him made him jump.

He turned around and saw a wolf like creature, it appeared to be skinned and was bleeding from its mouth. He backed up from it looking in amazement at it wondering how such a creature could even be alive.

"Nice doggy, did someone skin you to be cruel?" he said in a calm voice. He spotted a board sticking out of a garbage can so he grabbed it as fast as he could. The creature attacked him with incredible speed and strength knocking him over but not before he grabbed the garbage lid and put it in front of the animals mouth. He could feel it biting at the lid that he was using as a shield.

Eric was never a slouch in his whole life, his father abused him as a child physically as well as mentally. His dad made him sign up for every sport that came out when he was younger. That kept him in good shape his whole life. He pushed the lid as hard as he could knocking the monster over and then jumped up instantly attacking the creature. Beating on it until the board he held broke and even then he continued to kick it's corpse.

He looked at the mess and then began to walk very fast in the direction of Brookhaven hospital. He knew there was something seriously wrong with town now and he had to get his sister and brother out of town.