Author's note: Sorry that it has been a while. Just to let you know, I do not intend any flashbacks for this chapter. I think that it might get old if I do it for every entry I make. After this chapter, I will be out for a while again, but only because the apartments is going to be a big chapter, and I have to study which rooms Angela should go to and which she should stay away from to avoid confronting James (with the exception of the knife scene), not to mention I need to think of more riddles. Oh, and I do not own Silent Hill or its characters. The monsters are mine, however.

Silent Hill 2: Founded Fears, Chapter 5:

Mystery

The first sight that Angela took notice of was that of the street; there was nothing on it. It was the middle of the day (although it was hard to tell due to the thick layer of perpetual fog), and yet no car was coming her way, nor did she hear any screeching brakes, despite the fact that she had wandered into the middle of the road when coming out of the path from the ranch. Not wanting to take any chances with the limited visibility for road conditions, she walked over to the flower shop, and sat down at the side of the road.

"Okay, I'm here. Thats what matters. Never mind what happened at the ranch or graveyard, because at least this place looks deserted of any life...including monsters. Besides, I have my radio to help out."

She reminded herself to thank Mr. Davis if she ever found him. The first thing she had to do was find out where the hell she was going. She got out the envelope and once again looked over the address:

Samantha Orosco

W. Katz St. Apt.109

Silent Hill, PA, 48569

"Alright, she lives on Katz St. in and apartment."

Pulling out her map, she looked for Katz St. When she finally found it, she just stared for a couple of minutes. There were two apartment complexes in the town that were both on the same street, one named Wood Side apartments, and the other Blue Creek.

"Alright, this is no big deal. I just have to guess which one she is in...wait a minute."

Something came back to Angela. A memory, not as profound as the ones she was preoccupied in the previous hours, but she remembered clearly visiting this town a few years back while trying to help Mama move in her stuff after her divorce from Daddy. Yes, it was one of the apartments...Blue Creek, she remembered now. It got its name from the fact that the outside was painted blue and it was also nearby the lake. Looking over the map once again, she marked down her route to the apartments.

"Let's see," she thought as she used her blue marker to trace a path, "if I just go up to Lindsey and make a right, then I can turn left onto Katz. Its just a straight line from there."

Feeling relieved that something easy might be happening for once, she folded up her map, and put it along with the letter and marker away in her back pocket, and she proceeded down Sanders St.

She couldn't believe it.

"What the hell happened here," she said out loud.

Where she was supposed to turn a right onto Lindsey, instead she found that the street itself seemingly ceased to exist. The pavement was broken and there was nothingness beyond the broken street, for there was a vertical drop after that point. When did this happen, and why had no one bothered to put up a warning sign or anything of the like so that no one would accidentally drive off the edge.

"Either I'm going crazy, or this town really does have something wrong with it."

Angela hoped it was all just an illusion, the bottomless pit that stood before her. Sighing in frustration, she once again took out her map and had a look at any alternate street she could take.

"Hmm...I guess Martin St. will have to do."

Crossing out Lindsey St. on her map so that she would know in the future not to go there again, she was about to proceed when her radio started making a small crackling noise.

"Oh no. Not more creatures."

Luckily, judging from the volume of the noise, the creature was either far away or very weak. Angela came to the conclusion of it being farther away as the static go louder.

"Shit! What now!"

Her question was answered when she heard flapping wings. It was obviously that devil thing that she encountered in the church. Looking around for anyway out of the situation, she spotted the nearest building. It had a sign reading Gonzalez's Mexican Restaurant.

"A good a place to hide as any."

Running over to the door as she heard the wings coming closer and the radio getting more static, she slammed herself against the door in her haste, shaking the frame, and she tried the knob.

It was jammed.

Angela knew she was in trouble right then and there. As the Devil progressed in its progress, she could tell it was just about to come upon her as she struggled to get the door open. After much banging and yelling for it to open, she managed to gather enough strength to twist the knob almost out of the door and it opened. It was just then that she heard a shrilling screech and felt hot breath coming upon her. Without thinking, Angela went into the door and slammed it shut. It was just in time, as a split second later a terrible thud shook the door. The Devil had spotted her and nearly took her head off with its massive jaws. She didn't know how she knew it, but she did. It wasn't time to relax yet, however. The Devil was trying with all of its might to break the door down as it screamed.

"I thought I killed that thing in the church. At the very least it should be too badly burned from the fire to give this much of a fight. What is going on?"

As though to answer her question, her radio's static got a bit noisier, and she heard a second set of wings making its way towards her hiding place.
"Damn it, there are more of those?"

Angela could not believe what was happening. After all that hell she went through to get to this town, and she was going to die before she ever even came close to seeing Mama, to talking to her. Angela was almost crying as she held her weight against the door, continually preventing the Devil from coming in. Then help came in an unexpected way from the thing's newfound partner.

Outside the thudding stopped as she heard the new Devil come in vicinity of the door. There was some growling she could hear, then some silence. The Devils weren't even flying anymore. Rather scared yet curious of what was going on, she leaned up against the door and put her ear next to it, listening for any sounds. She jumped back a couple of feet when she finally did hear something. It was snarling, angry sounds, and judging from the shrieks of pain coming from outside, the two were obviously fighting over their prey. Wasting no time, Angela took some of the surrounding chairs and tables and barricaded them against the door while the two demon's were preoccupied. After she was finished, it looked like she made a small fort out of the furniture, but not even she knew how long it would hold against the victor of the fight outside. Quickly wielding her knife in case of any needed use, she made her way to the opposite end of the entrance and behind the bar, of the place. She found what she was looking for-a door leading into the alleyway. According to her radio's meek static, there were Devil's near the entrance of the restaurant, but none in the alleyway. Mustering some courage, she stepped outside.

The radio had not deceived her. She was in the alleyway that was Martin St. Unfortunately, she saw that the path heading north was barricaded by a ridiculously large fence. Upset with the situation, Angela just stomped her feet a few times like a little kid, and was once again about to bring out her map when she saw something like a poster attached to the fence. She went up for a closer look, and saw that it was a picture of what looked like a little girl with short black hair. The bottom of the poster read MISSING. Underneath that: Turned seven last month. Goes by the name Cheryl, but also responds to Alessa, her given name. For any information on the whereabouts of this child, please go to the white house on Harris Street. Anyone who helps us will be rewarded with heavenly gifts. Silent Hill Police and Church community.

Angela did not know who this girl was, but she was too relieved by the prospect that there were other people in the town besides herself who could help her out. The poster didn't look that old, so the people searching for her must still be here. And they belonged to the police and church of the city. They surely couldn't turn her down. Taking out her map, her eyes bypassed Neely St. and went immediately over towards Saul St., where she could make a right onto Harris. Circling the street and also writing "white house", she put the map away and almost running started towards Saul.

On her way towards Saul, she found that those Devils were nearly everywhere. Luckily, Angela figured out how to use both the fog and radio to her advantage. It turned out those creatures could see just about more poorly than she could in this weather, as sometimes they turned around in another direction when it seemed they should have been able to spot her. Also, she knew when to run and when to take it slow. Whenever the radio was silent, she would jog, and would only take it slow when it started going off. After figuring out a pattern in how to travel, and only having to outrun one Devil until it got tired, she had no trouble maneuvering through the streets. In a few mere minutes, she was on Saul and was turning onto Harris.

Angela was about to commence finding the white house when she noticed something that would work against her. It turned out that Saul St. was just as much as an alleyway as Martin, and there lay the problem. The streets of Silent Hill were huge, easy to stay away from the Devils by staying either in the center of the road or on the opposite side. In this place, however, she wouldn't be able to remain shrouded in fog in this concealed space. Taking note of this, she wondered if finding signs of life was worth risking her own. She quickly shook off her fears, however, knowing that she needed all the help she could get. Brandishing her knife, she stepped forward into the cramped street.

Angela walked for what seemed like 4 minutes. Walking slowly was driving her patience in the ground, but she could not afford to run smack into anything unpleasant, especially that bed thing. Unconsciencely, she knew she would rather face 4 Devils than that thing that reminded her of Daddy so much.

It was a miracle. She made it to the what looked like a two story white house among the brick walls, and the entire trip was without incident. Feeling a little relief, she walked up to the porch and knocked. The door came open just the tiniest bit. She looked down and saw the knob was taken off. It was strange though, because it didn't look like any damage was done to the door, meaning someone deliberately took it off. Checking her radio for static and finding silence, she walked inside.

It was too dark to see anything. By the door there was a light switch, but it was already on the ON position, so clearly nothing was working.
"Hello? Is anyone here?", she called out into the darkness. Not hearing an answer, she pulled out the flashlight from the ranch and shone it on the room.

It didn't look to good. To the left there was a stairwell that was supposed to lead to the second floor, but instead it led to the ceiling. Toward the back of the room there was a door that led to another part of the house, but it had giant black bars all around it, something usually used for windows. The rug was a mess with what looked like dirt and mud, and the only distinguishable furniture was a silent television set, a couch, and a coffee table. Searching that area for a bit, she found two items of interest. One was on the couch. It appeared to be a metallic baseball bat. After picking it up, she judged the weight and found out it was probably made of steel. A strange thing to find and quite heavy, but she thought it a better weapon than her knife. Now holding the bat in place of the knife, which was safely stowed away in her pocket again, she looked towards the second item of interest: a letter with a key on top. She took the key and sitting on the couch, read the letter with her flashlight:

To whom it may concern:

My little delinquent of a daughter has gone to far. She will not stop bringing outsiders into our home in search for this girl. Claudia is jeapordizing our very religion by posing the risk of it being discovered by outsiders! I love her, but I can not allow this to continue. If she won't learn, then I'm going to have to place trust in your hands. Vincent, take this key and open the barricade between the two apartments, then see me at the hospital. I can not believe that little urchin went so far as to put that thing up to prevent anyone from getting me from the hospital. Get me out, so I can continue with God's will, and Claudia's punishment. God bless you, Father Vincent.

Your Brother,

Leonard Wolf.

A little shaken by this, Angela backed away, taking the key with her, now glad she didn't meet whoever was in this household.

Emerging from the house, the radio began emitting its screech again, and this time she could hear wings coming from her right. Intending to go left anyway towards the apartments, she ran quickly towards them, keeping the bat handy. After finally emerging from the alleyway, Angela found herself facing the Woodside apartments. Taking another left, she found the barricade Leonard was talking about. It was a huge wall draped in white looked like a giant white sheet, with a door being the most right hand corner. Running towards it, Angela opened the door with the key, then threw it away onto the street, where it slid underneath a car. She went inside. After walking on what was a floor that looked like metallic grating, she found the exit, and emerged on the other side. To her left were the Blue Creek apartments. Not wasting anytime, she entered the fence, and into the building. She was family in Mama's home.

Author's Note: First of all, I am not saying Vincent and Leonard are actually brothers (for those of you who have played SH 3). The term brother was used in a spiritual way. As for Leonard, I only assumed that he doesn't know that Vincent is having dealings with the money. Well, I'm stopping now to study the apartment maps, and to plan some riddles. I plan to do the apartments in one chapter.