Silent Hill: Christine's Story
Chapter Five:
Christine walked into Lucrecia's house, Vincente by her side. Everyone was dancing to the hispanic music bursting from Lucrecia's speakers. Everyone had a bottle of beer in their hands, sweat dripping down their faces. "How long has the party been going?"
"Started a while ago. It ends at one." Vincente said.
Lucrecia turned around, closing the front door behind them, "Go have fun." Lucrecia whispered at Christine, "There's always the back room for you two... if you know what I mean." With a wink, Lucrecia walked away. Christine watched her walked away and sighed, 'Wont she ever know?'
Vincente put his arm around her, looking at everyone, "Let's dance."
Christine looked at Vincente and smiled nervously, "I need to get something to drink."
He smiled, "Ahh! Dont worry, I'll get you a beer."
"But-" Vincente was already walking toward the table. Christine sighed, 'I dont drink beer'. She sighed and walked towards the couch and sat down, looking around. "AY!" She screamed.
Someone had stepped on her foot. She glared at the girl and saw Vincente grab her, "MÃreme... Dont worry about it, okay, Jay?"
The girl nodded and gave Christine a hard look and walked away. Vincente sat on the couch next to her, "Here. Its pepsi, dont worry."
Christine looked at the girl walking away and looked back at him, "Thanks... arent you suppose to be here with her?"
Vincente looked at her, "Hey dont start that."
"You're with her arent you?"
He sighed, "Well.."
"Oh whatever. Why'd you bring me here?"
Christine walked down the stairs toward one of the empty rooms and laid down on the bed, her head in the pillows. Vincente closely followed her, "Christy..."
"I fucking hate you..." she whispered...
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Christine opened her eyes, blinking away her dream. Why did she always think about that... why cant she figure out what happened?
Where she was...was dark. She squinted her eyes in darkness, trying to see where she was. All she felt was cold steal below her. "Adam..." she called slowly. No answer. She remembered what happened. Adam walked down an alley... she tried to follow... A big whole... Adam falling in.. a Pyramid pushed her in...
Shaking her head, she tried to stand and felt an intense pain in her side. "Argh."
Small lights started to flicker beside her. "You've found us, Child..."
She turned toward the lights, to see the lit a small hall. She tried to stand again, ignoring the pain in her side. Looking around herself, she felt a long shiver travel up her back. The small hallway light, slightly lit the room she was standing in. The walls were blood spattered, criss-crossed with chains and wire. Dismembered body parts hung from each corner of the room, dripping in fresh blood through the fences they were dangling from. Christine dropped to her knees, staring at one of the bodiy parts. Only a torso.. she could see a small portion of a beat heart...dripping blood with each pump. Its blackened muscles twitched with every movement. Before she knew it, she was leaning her head on the ground, trowing up whatever was in her stomach.
Leaning on her fresh vomit, tears quickly began to pour from her eyes. She shivered in fear, squeezing her eyes shut from the gruesome images. A strange smell began to linger in her nose and she quickly moved away from her own vomit. Looking around, she could smell the stench of rotting bodies and found herself gagging again. Moving quickly to a stand, she walked down the blood stain hallway.
The floor changed. It was no longer solid, but fences placed together to form a ground. She looked down at the wholes in the wire, seeing nothing but darkness. She could hear grunts and gurgles comming from below. Fear climbing up her stomach, she moved ahead quickly. "ADam!" She called.
"Adam, Please tell me you're here!"
"Adam, Please tell me you're here!"
"Adam! Please!"
"Adam! Please!"
Christine stopped walking. Looking around.. she listened for her strange echo.. "Hello?"
"Hello?"
"Echo?"
"No Echo."
Christine gulped and kept walking.
'Where's Adam? He fell here... shouldnt he be here? Shouldnt he have been where I fell? Adam? Adam...where are you? Please come back.'
She stopped at the end of the hall, looking at a blood stained door. Bloody hand prints smeared across the door knob and the center of the cool metal. Tears continued to fall from her eyes. She breathed in deep, wrapping her arms tightly around herself. She stared at the door and worried whether ot not Adam was on the other side. Whether or not Adam was even alive. Whether or not she'd be alive as soon as she opened that door.
Placing her hand on the doorknob... she cringed at the blood that stained her hands. Holding in a gag, she squeezed her hand on the knob.
PLOP.
SPLAT.
SWISH.
Christine stopped at the noise behind her.
SWISH.
SQUIRT.
PLOP.
Slowly turning around, she saw a hand from her side view.
PLOP.
"...CHILD..."
"...CHILD!..."
Christine closed her eyes tight as the voics were emerged again. Turning around fully, she slightly opened her eyes. The torso with the beating heart was laying on the floor down the hall... directly in the middle of the room. She stared at it. 'It wasnt there before...it was on the wall...the wall...'
"CHILD! WHY ARE YOU DECIEVING US?"
"Decieving?" She whispered.
"CHILD! MOCK US NOT!"
"Mock?" she whispered again.
"CHRISTINE!"
She took a step back, her back touching the door, blood soaking through the back of her shirt. The bloody torso pulled itself up on its hands, up in the middle of the room. Christine gulped, watching it dangle by the strength of its arms.
PLOP.
SPLAT.
SWISH.
She heard the noise again. Although the torso wasnt moving.. she heard the noise again. Staying still, she heard anothing PLOP and another SPLAT just again and again. Before she could even blink, an arm and legs were being...as if... magnetically pulled towards the torso. She gulped again.
"See what you've always known, Christine..."
"See what you've always known..."
"Can you not remember?"
"Can you not?"
"Christine..."
"Christine..."
The arm attached onto the torso's back, and began giving it extra support. Lifting itself up higher.. the legs attached to the bottom. Christine heard bones cracking and mending and could hear squirts of blood from the still beating heart.
Christine felt an uneasiness come in her stomach and fought back another urge to gag.
Fully attached, the creature stood on its new legs, dripping blood in large amounts. Parts of its flesh started to dangle, small peices of it falling towards the ground. Pressing herself fully against the door, she tried to calm her rapid heart. 'It cant see me...it has no head...'
Slowly, the creature started to walk towards her, slowly, slightly slipping on its own blood that was falling at a rapid rate. SHe rapidly began to feel for the knob behind her, trying to open the door. She didnt care what was behind it... she wanted to get away from the creature.
It started to quicken its pace, breaking into a run. Christine screamed as it sped toward her. Frantically still searching or the knob, she stared wide eyed at the creature running at her. It ran faster...a few inches from her...
Its hands wrapped around her neck, just as she grabbed the knob. As it squeezed, she weakly turned. Gagging at the loss of breath, Christine pushed the door open, falling down.
BANG
The door shut quickly in front of her as she fell on soft grass. Gasping, she looked at her shirt and saw the flesh pieces stuck to her breast. Cringing and crying, she wiped them off, rolling around the ground. As soon as she felt they were off, she laid with her face in the grass, crying. "Adam...Adam... come back...where did you go...!"
She heard a click above her. Looking up, she stared into the barrel of a handgun.