Disclaimer: I do not own the Silent Hill series or the characters that come with it. You can thank Konami for my inspiration.
October 30, 1981
Dark. It's always been sp dark. I can't see anything in this room. It's so cold and morbid. There is a window…one window. It's barred and tiny. Sometimes I see people walking around outside. Normal people. I wish I was a normal person. I thought I was normal until—
"Jonathan, Jonathan Camden?"
Can't I get a moment of peace in my writing without having to be disturbed?
"Yes..."
"Dr. Robertson would like to speak to you."
Dr. Peter Robertson has been working at Alchemilla for nine years now. He is Dr. Michael Kaufman's right-hand man. He and Dr. Kaufman (along with several other doctors) established a drug called 'White Claudia' It was first used by dear, Dr. Kaufman in Alchemilla Hospital and was tested on some nurse that had worked there at one time. I've forgotten her name. I think it was Lisa something. They have been using it on patients here at Brookhaven. I suppose we are their guinea pigs. I've heard through the grape vine that many patients began disappearing after taken it. From others I heard that patient began shouting and becoming more violent than usual. Just last week a man, Joshua Lewis, was found dead in his room last night. The doctors never liked him that much, because he was always causing problems for the staff and patients. A nurse had given him some 'White Claudia' to calm him down and the next day she went to go change his sheets and found his body lying there stiff.
"Hello, Jonathan. It seems you have been making progress. I mind as well tell you that you are one of our valuable patient. You have never given us any problems thus far and have always taken your medication. So, we have extended your privilege of traveling outside your room for a little longer."
Oh joy.
"However, if you fail to comply with the hospital rules, you will be sent down to the basement and kept there until you have learned to respect the rules here at AlchemillaBut we shouldn't have a problem…should we?"
"No sir."
"I knew we wouldn't."
I've heard many rumors about the basement. When patients are sent down there they have been known to not come back up again! I hope will never have to go down there.
Author's Note: This story is already complete so I will update it at an extremely quick pace. If you're getting confused, all of Jonathan's "writing" is in italics. And the actions that are taking place, are things that were happening while he was writing in his journal.