Authors Note: Hey, Game, Thanx for reviewing and seeing my mistake. lol, I was watching Resident Evil while writing this, Plus I was half awake so I got mixed up. Thanx for seeing it though, I wouldnt have noticed. So I corrected it :P
- Casi Muerto-

Silent Hill: Christine's Story

Chapter Two:

"What's Happened Here?"

Christine turned on the dirt path, pulling her torn sleeves closer to her arms. She looked around at the trees that surrounded her, eyeing any slight movement. Yet, nothing at all was moving. A strong air blew at her neck, making her shiver. "How did I get here?" she whispered to herself.

She continued to walk forward, kicking at the ground. Staring at her feet, she tried to remeber what had happened before she got to...Silent Hill. She remembered her ex-boyfriend calling her.

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"Hey, Christine."

"Hi Vicente..." Christine held her cell phone closer to her ear as she stared out her bedroom window. "What do you want?"

"Awww, why do you have to treat me that way? I just wanted to talk." Vincente said on the other line.

She sighed, "Whatever."

"Dont be like that, Sugar."

"Dont call me sugar."

He sighed, "Alright, whatever, look. Lucrecia is having a party right now. I was only wondering if you wanted to go. But since your having a fucking attitude, I guess you shouldnt go."

She stood quickly, "NO! A party...I want to go..."

Vincente laughed, "Alright then. I'll pick you up in ten."

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Christine's head started to pound and she closed her eyes. Standing in the middle of the dirt path, she actually began to regret even answering Vincente's phone call at that time. She didnt even want to talk to him. Not once. She sighed. Opening her eyes, her sight followed a trail of mist moving toward her feet. "What the hell?" she said aloud.

She looked at the mist, then straight ahead. The mist seemed to glow in the darkness. She slowly began to follow it. Her heart pounding steadily in her chest, she took in quick, soft breaths.

The mist began to thicken, and fear was beginning to grow in her throat. She swallowed it and quickened her walking pace. Her eyes quickly looking around, she hugged herself tighter. "I'll be fine...Someone has to be here... Someone will find me..."

"Stop wishing and keep walking..."

Christine stopped walking, "Who's there?"

"Didnt we say...keep...walking..."

Christine stopped breathing, trying to hear distant footsteps or breathing. Anything. "Tell me where you are!"

growl... Stubborn child..."

Lightening flashed across the sky. Terrified, Christine ran along the dirt path, eyes shut. She didnt care where she was going. She didnt care what happened. All she wanted to was to get home. To lay down in her entire bed.

She could feel ran beginning to fall. She could feel the wind blwoing stronger, its whistling noise buzzing in her ears. 'God...Please..' she though. She continued to run, skidding on the wet soil. 'Please...Please...Someone...'

"ARGH!"

Tripping over a large stone, Christine fell flat on her face. Tears quickly fell from her eyes, as she looked at the ground below her. Spitting out the new taste of blood, she looked at her stinging hands. "Great.." she said shakily.

Standing slowly, she looked at her scraped hands and wiped a tear falling from her eye. She had never been so confused and scared in her life. She looked around than back at the stone she tripped over. kicking it, she yelled at the top of her lungs. It didnt make her feel any better though.

She sighed and walked forward slowly, looking around for anything she couldve tripped over. She sighed again and closed her eyes. She tried to think back and figure out what had happened to her. She didnt live anywhere near Silent Hill. No where. How did she get here?

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Christine looked out her window to see Vincente's car parking in her driveway. Giving a slight smile, she waved at him and walked downstairs. She looked aruond for her mom, who was no where around. She sighed and walked out the front door.

"Hey."

"Hi" Christine said in a distant voice. She looked at the car and back at him, "We;re going straight there."

"Yep. Hop in." He smiled and walked back toward his car. She went towards the passanger seat and sat inside. She looked at him, "How come I didnt know she was having a party?"

Vincente looked at her, "I dunno. She planned it out today I guess. We all found out today."

Christine nodded and looked ahead as he pulled out of her driveway and drove down the street. She looked at him and smiled. "So why you call me?"

He smiled at her, "I dunno."

Christine Laughed.

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Christine's head shot up. She heard footsteps up ahead. "Hello?" She called, "Anyone there?"

No one answered. She only continued to hear the footsteps. As if someone, slowly walking toward her. Also sounded like... they were dragging something on the ground. She could hear the scrapping noise. She slowly walked forward. "Hello?"

Still no answer. She turned her head in the darkness, trying to see who was walking towards her. Eventually, she saw a figure walking towards her slowly. Ease filled her stomach, "HEY! Can you help me? Please?"

Still no answer. Her eyebrow's knitted together and she looked at the figure, "Can you hear me? Are you okay?"

Again no answer. She walked a bit quicker to catch up the person. She heard a strange ragid breathing. 'They're hurt..' she thought.

A small lamp light flickered through the trees and she saw what was walking towards her. She gasped, fallig backwards. It wasnt a person. It was a monster. Its skin turned inside out and two legs for a head. In its hand, was a bloody axe, scraping against the floor. She stared at it, moving slowly toward her. There was a small mouth in between the two legs... unleashing a gurgling noise. Christine shreeked and began to crawl backwards. "Oh my God..." she whispered.

The moster turned towards her fully, lifting up the axe. She screamed as the axe fell just in front of her feet. She jumped to a stand and began to run away from it. Turing towards the highway, once again she ran with her eyes closed. Panting, she ignored the pain building in her chest. "Please...God..." She whispered panting.

"WAIT!"

She opened her eyes and looked ahead of her. A guy was standing before her, gun pointed. She stopped suddenly, "DONT SHOOT! PLEASE!"

"MOVE!" he yelled. She saw he was motioning her to move towards the side. Doing so, he fired his gun, hitting the creature twice in the bottom legs. He looked at her as the monster began to squirm and squeal on the ground. "Are you okay?"

Christine nodded. He nodded in return and went towards the monster. Blocking its path, he stomped twice on its back, making the movement cease. He looked up at her, "Why are you out here alone?"

Christine shook her head, "I..I..dunno...What's happened here?"

The guy looked at his handgun clip and replaced it. He looked at her, "I dont really know. I..woke up here..."

Christine's eyes went wide, "You did!"

He nodded, walking towards her, "Yeah, I did. Why? Did you?"

She nodded, smiling, "Yeah! I was in the road back there. Right in the middle."

He smiled at her, "Glad you didnt get ran over."

She smiled and looked at the creature then at his gun, "You're a cop or something?"

He laughed, "Shit no. Too young to a be a cop. I just found the gun." He looked at her, "By the way, I'm Adam."

She smiled, "Christine."

He laughed, "You seem really happy for someone who just got chased by a..thing..."

She smiled, "I'm happy becuase I'm not alone anymore."

He looked at her, "You mean me?"

She nodded.

"You think you're going to come with me?"

Her eyes went wide, "Y-you mean...you're going to leave me here?"

He laughed, "No, Chirstine, I wont."

She gave him an uneasy smile. He luaghed again, "Damn. I shouldnt play around. I aint going to leave you here. Now come on."

Christine nodded and walked beside him down the dirt path. She looked at him, "So, umm, Adam, how old are you?"

He gave her a confusing look and shrugged, "19, you?"

She smiled, "17."

He smiled and continued walking. She looked at the ground, "Is anyone else here too?"

He didnt look at her, "My younger sister is. I left her back in the City in a hotel."

"You left her alone?"

He nodded, "She has protection. She's a tough cookie."

Christine laughed. A pain increase in her chest, making her stop in her place. "Ugh..."

"Whats wrong?"

"My Stomach..."

Adam pulled out a small handheld flashflight and turned it on. "You...had a light?"

He nodded, "Yeah. But it attracts those things. Hold still." He shined the light at her stomach, revealing a long gash. "Wow...you've been through hell."

She nodded. "Those things get you?"

She shook her head, "No, I woke up this way..."

He nodded, "I see. Here."

He took off the sweater he was wearing and handed it to her, "Put it on, it will keep you warm."

She nodded and smiled at him, "Thank You." Grimacing slightly, she pulled the sweater over her head. She laid her hand on her stomach, trying to ease the pain. "You ok?"

She shook her head, "I dunno." he looked at her, lfiting her head, shining the ligh in her eyes. "Hmmm.? What are you doing?"

He shrugged, "I dunno. I saw it in the movies. But you seem fine."

She stared at him a bit and then laughed. As soon as she left, the same pain as before sprang through her head, making her topple over onto the groun. Screaming at the top of her lungs, flashes of blood spattered walls and hanging bodies filled her head. Again, she heard screams. In the distance, she could hear Adam yelling for her. She couldnt answer him... She didnt know what he was saying. Slowly, the screams stopped. And so did everything else...