Confession

3rd Person Mode

Further into the fog and darkness, and the echoing steps of the grating below, Daniel and Unique walked on. Upon obvious near distance of Silent Hill, Unique began to recognize buildings as they neared the small town, and in the air screeched something of terror. Animals, demons, whatever they were, lurked nearby or far. Their distance was unknown.

"You'll panic," Daniel told Unique, referring to the handgun. "Let me have a hand at that."

"No, you'll shoot yourself," Unique said sternly.

"I'm more concerned about what may happen to you now instead of my own death." He paused. "I have to protect you. I don't know what may happen even if I'm out of the picture. Besides, the guilt will kill me faster than a bullet."

"Guilt of what?" asked Unique.

Daniel stood silent. "We're nearing the South Ashefield Heights."

"The resident of Walter Sullivan," claimed Unique.

Daniel nodded. "Exactly. You'll see for yourself and perhaps, soon find the pattern of what has happened. All will lead back to one trace."

After several yards of walking still, Daniel and Unique found the old apartment building concealed behind a tall, rusted fence, secured in chains, but the chains held no lock, so Daniel briskly pushed the brittle chains aside. He squeezed in through a crack that was revealed between the doors, and pulled Unique through. From here, he opened the creaky doors to the inside of the complex.

Pitch black darkness.

"I can't see a thing," Unique claimed.

Daniel felt along the walls, and was amazed to find that the power still worked, but what surprised him more was what he saw beyond the lights: the alternative world had ceased, at least, for now. All appeared as normal. South Ashefield Heights.

"I will take you to room 302," Daniel said, and led Unique by the hand for the stairs.

The silence was earpiercing. Although it seemed more peaceful compared to the outside, where the cries and screams of the demons beyond the windows were clearly heard, although they could not be seen, Unique had been aware of their presence.

But what scared her more now than before was the fact that she felt an aura of power. Something powerful enough to stop the demons.

To the third floor they climbed, and Daniel led Unique down the dimly lit hallway and to the door of 302. Slowly, he pushed forward inside, and all was gray, bland. Candles were lit among the living area, on tables, countertops, down the hallway, and beyond. Still, all was silent.

"What's that smell?" Daniel asked, covering his nose in disgust.

"It's coming from down the hallway," Unique said, stepping in that direction cautiously.

Daniel led her to the back of the hallway, where a large hole was made in the wall. He felt through the inside for a lightswitch hanging on the wall, but the bulb provided little light.

Unique stepped ahead of him, and never expected anything like she had bumped into.

"What is that?" she screamed, stepping back. She saw a pale, pasty face, blood dripping from his eyes. The eyes of a midaged man. Below him lingered a pool of blood, and drowning in his once internal liquids was a small boy, face down in the floor, a broad sword protruding from out of his back. Whilst the older man held the sword, he also faced his fate, for several shards had pierced through his flesh, and contained him to a cross from behind.

"Who could've..?" Daniel asked, but stopped. "No.."

"Daniel?" asked Unique, looking to him.

"Dahlia's wrong," he said, falling to his knees. "I didn't do this. I didn't murder him this way."

"You murdered him?" yelled Unique.

"Yes, but.." Daniel began.

"How could you!" Unique screamed.

"Are you aware that this is Walter Sullivan? He could've killed you!" Daniel spat in defense.

"It doesn't matter! He's your father!" Unique replied.

"Yeah, well, he's played out several roles that needed not be completed," Daniel said in riddle.

"What are you saying?" Unique stopped. "You couldn't have killed him," Unique said, backing from the two bodies.

"What do you mean?" asked Daniel.

"I killed him," Unique said, looking down at her hands. "I killed him myself." She looked up to Daniel.

"Dahlia is making you believe that," Daniel said.

"But.." Unique began.

"Maybe it was just a dream. It had to have been." Daniel paused. "It doesn't matter who killed him. He's dead," Daniel mumbled.

"What did you say?" Unique asked.

Daniel did not answer. He was examining the small body, and found a note stuck in between the sword and the child's corpse.

"What is that?" asked Unique. She snatched it from Daniel's hands.

Revenge of the Paradox...Walter Sullivan Jr.

Seeker of Envy...Miranda Du'shat

Damnation of the Conceiver...Heather Mason

Tribulation of Satan...Walter Sullivan Sr.

"Miranda?" Unique asked. Her eyes narrowed for Daniel. "What is this about?"

Daniel shook his head and looked away from her.

"Dammit, Daniel! Tell me now! Why is Miranda on this list? What does it mean?"

Daniel looked up, still keeping his gaze away from Unique. "She was one of the people who had to die as a Sacrament to open the Holy Gates of Paradise, which is what Dahlia is planning."

Unique's eyes widened. "Then you know who killed her!" She glanced over to the former Walter Sullivan. "Tell me, did Walter kill my sister?"

"No," Daniel said, avoiding her stare, still. His eyes began to tear up.

"Then who killed her? Tell me if you know!" Unique demanded.

Daniel hesitated. "I did."