Founded Fears Ch. 4:

Arrival

Author's note: Sorry, it's been a while. I needed to plot a couple of riddles and another flashback. Before I forget to ask, I would really like to know what the terms AU, OOC, and OC means, as well as the term SLASH. I keep seeing those, but I never know what they mean. Anyway, I don't own Silent Hill, and in the long run, the monsters and characters I made will probably belong to Konami as well (BLEAH!) ( Two other things: 1. Even if including Douglas in the 1st chapter created a time paradox, it felt better to have him rescue Angela rather than a random security guard. 2. For future reference, road blocks that were there for James will not exist for Angela so she can get to the places I intend, so please do not comment on that.

The ranch had...changed. That was the most understated way to put the condition of the ranch in. There were too many things that had happened to debilitate the condition of the place in the span of 11 years...but here the ranch was, nearly in ruins. The barn where the animals were kept was a skeleton of its former self, the corral's metal fences were misshapen, and the dining area was all boarded up. The only clue to what happened was that a fire might have broken out due to the ash everywhere, but then why didn't the forest go up as well? Feeling her head spin, Angela just ignored the little details and went to the path that was revealed on the map. All she had to do was go through the registration office in the back of the seemingly haunted tomb. Normally, she could go around the office, but some fences had been brought in for some reason, and they were put up to block the paths around the office. Really frustrated, she entered the office.

For a place that was run down, it looked pretty good on the interior. In fact, it was almost the way she remembered it as a young child, except the place looked a little unkempt and the atmosphere was pretty gloomy. The desk near the back had a bunch of documents on it, but none of them looked like anything helpful. There was a water cooler, but there was nothing inside of it. A lamp was also present, but light was not needed at the moment, and finally there was one of those roller chairs by the desk. There was dust everywhere, but that didn't matter at the time. The one thing Angela was focused on was the door in the back, which would lead to the forest, and trail into Silent Hill, behind the ranch. Angela walked briskly over and turned the knob. It was locked.

Dumbfounded by this simple road block, she was getting rather frustrated, needless to say. In anger, she struck out at the water cooler, knocking it down...and she heard something rattle in the plastic container. Perplexed at what was inside, Angela picked the cooler back up and twisted off the top. She looked into the mechanism of the cooler and found a rather shiny object lodged into where the water was dispensed. She tried using her fingers to reach into it, and found it was useless. The hole was too small. She was about to give up and leave the ranch, when she spotted a rather particular document on the desk that she had not noticed before. What was so interesting about it was that it was not covered in dust like the others. She picked it up, and saw that it was a memo of some sort. It had read:

Stewart, I'm tired of these damned vandals ruining my beautiful ranch. Its so frustrating. Just last night some punks came in here and broke my lamp's light bulb, and left the pieces still in the lamp so I can't get it screw out the base. Little fuckers were stupid enough to climb the barbed wire just to do that. I've had enough. Take the key to the back door of my office and put it someplace safe. I really don't want them messing up the trail as well. See you soon. Jack Davis.

Angela placed the note down, wondering how everything could have happened last night in such a deserted place. Then she got and idea from the note. She went over to the lamp and removed the shade to see if that broken bulb was still there. It was. What Angela was looking for was the wire in the middle, and that indeed was still intact. Taking her knife out, she held the wire and cut through it. Sheathing the knife, she then makeshifts the wire into a little hook, and goes back over to the cooler. Placing the hook down the hole, she fiddles around for a few minutes, and then snags something. A key is brought up, and it has a tag reading "dining area". At least Angela had one place to look for that damned key, so she left the office and walked over to the dining hall outside. Unbeknown to Angela, however, there was something hiding under the desk the whole time, watching her. When the coast was clear, young man with brown hair wearing sneakers, jeans, and a Robbie the Rabbit shirt emerged, and proceeded to follow her.

Angela got into the dining hall no problem, but was disappointed to find it was not as nice looking as the office. The tables were rotting away, the bar area was covered in some unidentifiable gunk, and the boarded windows took whatever beauty this place had once away. There was one item of interest, however. A flashlight, with its beam of light pointing towards a door saying employees only. Angela approached the light and picked it up, and found a tag attached to it much like the one on the key. It read: Follow the Light. Jack.
A little creeped, Angela had no reason to object to the instruction. Carrying the light with her, she went through the employee's only door.

After Angela entered the area, the man came into the dining hall to find she had dissapeared.
"Shit, little bitch is never around when I want her to be," he said to himself. He was about to leave when he found out he needed to use the bathroom. Luckily there was one right beside him. He entered, and would not come out until after the most horrible events were taking place.

Angela found the place to be dirtier than the front. The pans in the kitchen were covered in rust, the drawers were all pulled out and scattered, and for some strange reason, Angela had a feeling that the giant cockroaches wanted to attack her. All of a sudden, there is static. She looks around for the source, and finds that it is coming from the sink. As she approaches, there is movement. Suddenly, a pile of pans and pots fall away to reveal something that had been hiding underneath them. Angela shrieks in surprise and turns around, to find her father.

"NO! STAY AWAY!"

Her father then starts talking in some sort of growling language, and before Angela could make sense of anything, her father disapeared, and what was standing (or lying, or kneeling, Angela couldn't tell) in his place was a bed. A moving bed. The covers looked to be like skin that was trapping someone underneath them, and at the "head" of the bed was a muzzle of some sort, inhuman in nature. The creature started charging her, and in a panic, Angela dug out her knife and pointed it towards the beast. It stopped right in its tracks, skidding on the ground. It jumped back as though in fright and hissed at her. Growling in what sounded like defeat, it sauntered away out of the exit of the kitchen. Only after did Angela recover from this did she notice that the radio stopped working. She walked over to the sink, and found the same radio from the church, with yet another note attached. She picked up the radio and read the note, which stated: Keep this with you. I will not bring this to you again. Jack.
Feeling a little confused more than frightened, she took radio and put it in her back pocket. Hey, Jack's advice hasn't failed her yet. She was about to leave, when she saw someone dash by one of the only unbarred windows in the structure. It looked to be like an overweight woman with white hair and wearing a blue dress. Angela recognized her instantly.
"Mama!" she shouted. As she was about to leave again, a great crash comes out of the front, much like splintering wood. Unsure of herself, Angela takes her knife and slowly opens the kitchen door. She looks around for a bit, and finds that there is nothing initially wrong. Then the radio starts going off, emitting static more wildly then ever. That's when she notices the sudden changes. The door she entered had a greenish, glowing tint to it that it never had before. At the base of it, there was splintered wood everywhere. Readying herself for an assault, she puts her hand on the knob, then stops in her tracks. She backs away at the feel of the knob, which seemed to resemble flesh. Before she could back away any further, the door bangs open by itself, revealing nothingness. Shocked at what she was seeing, Angela was not prepared for what happened next. Out of the darkness came a woman resembling a zombie. It came out at what seemed light speed and it attacked Angela. It emitted a high pitched scream while grabbing the now struggling Angela with one hand on her throat, and the other hand seemingly trying to tear her right breast off. Angela was more horrified by the creature's appearance more than anything, however. This thing that was violently groping and killing her at the same time looked like herself, only dead. Doing the only thing she could think of, Angela used her knife to stab the hand grabbing her breast. It went through and the creature backed off, clutching its hand in pain. It gave a death look to Angela before the door shut and evaporated into a green mist. Catching her breath to make up for the air that monster stole, she leans on the nearest table for support. When she calms down finally, she notices that there was a key on the front table the whole time. It had the inscription "office". Putting it in her pocket, and making sure the coast was clear by checking the radio for static, a male's voice sounds behind her.
"You know, you really shouldn't be so hard on yourself." The man sniggers at his own bad joke.
Angela turns around to see the man mentioned earlier, and any fear she has is dissipated into anger and annoyance.
"David...", she states with acid in her voice, "what the hell do you want." It took all of Angela's control to avoid stabbing him. Now was not the right time.
"What, you can't say hi to your older brother," he says in a mocking tone, "I mean, I am better company than your better half you just met at the door, right?" He laughs again while Angela just seethes where she is. She turns to leave, and the last thing she hears as she exits is David shouting how much he loved to play another "game" for old times sake. Angela flinches but keeps going, not really interested in those particular memories.
With nothing more to hold her back, she went straight to the office and to the back door. She unlocked it, then noticed a note on the door.
"That wasn't there before."
Angela took a closer look, and it read: Sorry, this is about as far as I can help you, cause I can't leave the ranch. I'll just give you one piece of advice before you go: If you wish to avoid your nightmares taking over your humanity, then sometimes you gotta open the door. Sincerely yours, Jack.
Angela took a moment took contemplate the meaning of the "opening the door". Did he mean that monster? Wishing to continue, she walked out, but paused to turn around to mutter two words: "Thanks Jack." She left into the woods, to the most direct path to Silent Hill...

...12 at the time, Angela had just started going to middle school, normally a most exciting time for most children. Angela wasn't most children. Ever since that incident at the ranch, she was finally listening to what her bigger brother was saying about her not deserving happiness, how it was her fault that the family was in debt to the bank and that she should be grateful that Daddy didn't have the heart to kill her, even though she deserved it. Angela was convinced she was never going to be happy, so after school she would just stay in her room as she was now, just staring at the ceiling in the darkness. Things had been bad ever since that day she came out of the hospital. Angela was told that she may never be able to think the same way again, that she would eventually fall into a state of early dementia. For the first time in her life, Angela hated her father. She couldn't believe he could do that to her and not say he was sorry for ruining her for life, not even being punished for what he had done. David was even worse, pretending to be voices in her head by whispering her name and denying he did it. And Mama wouldn't care about her whatever the situation of her unhappiness; she would just call Angela a drama queen and tell her to stop acting crazy for show. What did Mama know about what happened to her? Mama was a...female dog. She always was. And Daddy was just getting worse. His drinking would put him over the edge sometimes and he would strike Angela in her most sensitive spots, like the groin area and the buttocks. Angela knew to take it in stride, always knowing no one would help her out of her predicament. The family was falling apart because of the debt she made at the ranch, so she had no right to complain.
A knock came on her door.
"Come in," she states. The door opens and a rather disgruntled looking David came in, sitting beside her without permission.
"Lets get going."
"...What?"
"I said get up! A friend of mine wants to meet you."
Angela, now leaning up, is interested. Is David jealous of her? Because she attracted one of his friends?
"Who is he?"
"Doesn't matter...he's waiting outside. He wants to play a game."
Angela feels like she has a chance of making a friend, a feeling she never had for two years. She gets up and heads towards the front, eager to meet this man. David smiles to himself, anticipating what was coming up next. He left the room and followed her so he wouldn't miss a single moment of the action.

He couldn't believe how long he had to wait before having his fun. David had promised he could have some fun with his little sister with no worries at all from the authorities. Damn pigs, it was their fault he had to kill his fun. If it wasn't illegal to relieve stress in such an appeasing way, he wouldn't need to get rid of witnesses. Besides, he never stuck his thing in. It was so stupid making this thing illegal. Dan waited impatiently in the alley behind the house with his "toys" ready. He need to be quick. Didn't want to miss tonight's Sabrina.

Angela rounded the corner with David right behind her. She guessed he wanted the play the game with his friend as well. David never wanted to share anything. Typical. As Angela approached the man in the alley, David grabs her from behind and holds her arm, while the man looks at her with hunger in her eyes, a pine cone and other foreign objects in one hand, and a rubber ball strap in the other. He approaches her, looking more and more excited...

...Angela could never forgive David for that day. Never! Maybe she had been a bad girl back then, but nothing could ever justify what was done. Technically, she hadn't lost her virginity, as the objects were placed in her "other" nether regions, but she felt what innocence she had left leave at that moment. What was worse was that if she ever told anyone about what happened, David would do his friend a favor and silence her for him. Besides, he said it was only right what had been done to her. Nothing to undo what she had done to break the family apart, to take away the happiness he had. He said that because of her, when Daddy died, he would be stuck with the debt, meaning his family would be ruined as well. David needed justice, and it was Angela who was going to be punished for what she did. Angela didn't give a fuck. David would die when the time was right. But first, she had to see Mama.

Angela had just taken notice of her surroundings. To her left was a closed road, and her right was a flower shop. She checked the map, and smiled. She had finally reached her destination. She was in Silent Hill.

Author's note: sorry, but despite the content of this chapter, I could not bring myself to describe in detail what had happened to her in that scene of her childhood. As much I want to become a professional writer, I find that scent out of my league. Maybe when I am older and more mature. So don't ask me to put in details. I will in my own time when I feel comfortable. Be glad of what you have. Anyway, please review.