(If you want better picture of the electronics store, just think of Best Buy or something… Heh heh…)
diddly day: I didn't think the chapter was much… Well, I guess it was, since it seems it sparked some interest.
MichelLover67: I'm going with the 'Leave' ending of Silent Hill 2, even though there is a reference in SH4: TR that leads you to believe the true ending of SH2 was the 'In Water' ending, or at least I think… However, this brings up the possibility that Laura may make an appearance in the story at some point, but if she does, keep in mind that she is no longer an eight year- old little girl. I don't want to get into a controversy about whether she's real or not, though…
Servo: Nice to hear from you. Glad you liked the chapter.
SageoWind218: Steel Pipe's gone… Yep, and yep!
The Extremely Crappy Days at Ashfield High
Chappy Eighteen: The Grand BOOM! Of Electricity in Ashfield for a Day; Part TWO
With a hesitant turn of the knob, the door to Room 302 opened, allowing Henry Townsend access inside. A stagnant smell suddenly filled his nostrils, and his stomach churned; he wasn't exactly comfortable being here.
The light from the hallway illuminated a little ways inside the apartment room; enough to show Henry the dangling switch for a light bulb installed into the ceiling.
He pulled the switch slowly before closing the door. As the light faded on, Henry began to examine the room and its contents; from what the woman at the entrance had told him, no one had rented or moved in since he had left; it was being used for storage more than anything now.
The room was definitely worse than it had been the last time he'd seen it… and it was in horrible condition at the time. Henry adjusted the collar of his coat while glancing at the wall to his left. 'Darn…'
He sighed and walked over to the window, bending down slightly to look through it. Even though a sheet of snow and ice covered the glass, Henry could make out the shapes of vehicles and buildings. The lights of the city blurred a tad bit.
Henry backed away, sliding a hand through his hair. 'What did I think I was going to find here…? I thought Joseph stopped at August seventh… What… Walter should be dead… He can't…'
On the contrary, Henry, I'm very much alive…
The voice sent shivers up his spine as he spun around, looking for its source.
I'm not where you are, though…with Mother… No…
Henry swallowed hard and looked back at the window. "You're dead…" he thought aloud. "I'm just… imagining things… That's all..."
Don't lie to yourself, Henry… You knew I wasn't dead...
"What are you talking about? How can you still be…?"
I was so close that day... but I underestimated you… Your will to survive was strong…
Henry's gaze traveled around the living room, over the cardboard boxes, stacks of paper, and back to the door. He shook his head. "No… I was just lucky…" he murmured in response.
Whatever the case, I was still defeated… but, I owe it all to you… I was given a second chance, because of your own actions…The irony of it… the person who killed me brought me back…
"How... How did I do that!" Henry could feel anger gradually gathering within him. He didn't exactly hold a liking for Walter Sullivan, but this was extremely difficult to take in… even though it had crossed his mind before.
The voice seemed to laugh somewhat, before continuing.
You should be able to figure it out... but, if it's any consolation, I'm not going to come for you… the 21 Sacraments failed a long time ago…
"What do you mean?" Henry asked, however, no response came. He took a moment to calm himself before rubbing his eyes. 'No… This isn't happening… I'm just hearing things… Am I… Am I going crazy…?'
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Christian patted his jeans slightly before walking up to Joshua, who was listening to some headphones for sample music.
"Hey, Josh, I think it's time we got going."
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"Josh? Are you listening?"
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"Take the headphones off… Josh…?"
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Christian tore the set from Joshua, causing him to jump back, startled. "Damn… Wha…?" he stammered. "You seem to have been in a trance or something…"
"Oh… Once I started listening to that I couldn't… it was… I couldn't think… It was like my brain froze up… like it had spyware…"
"Yeah… Well, are you ready to go? We've already been here over an hour…"
Joshua shrugged. "Sure, whatever; you pay for your CD?"
"Yeah; just right now."
So, the two teenagers casually walked towards the exit of the store, however, it seemed a good amount of people were gathered around the sliding doors.
Two of the men, who worked at the store, judging by their uniforms, were inspecting the situation.
Christian walked ahead of Joshua and up next to one of the men. "What's going on?" he inquired while scratching under his brown coat sleeve. "The doors won't open… Not even the emergency button works…"
Christian folded his arms. "Well, if the doors are run by electricity… they could be shut down… but the emergency button…"
The intercoms all around the building suddenly sounded, causing everyone present to turn. "Testing… Well, I can hear myself… so I guess it works… Now I have to get the image on…"
The flashy display of rain on the massive screen built on the wall grew more and more snowy all of a sudden. An image began to fade in, and after a few seconds, the sound of static stopped, revealing a somewhat clear image of Zeik, sitting down in a dark room.
Everyone in the room gasped in surprise, except for Joshua, who was staring at the man's image thoughtfully. "Where, oh where, have I seen that guy before…?" he thought aloud as Christian turned to him. "What do you mean? You know who that guy is?"
The brown- haired teenager shrugged. "Meh, I don't know, but he looks very familiar… Ah, damn short- term memory…"
Most of the security cameras scattered around the place turned to the screen, zooming in.
"Hey, I can see myself! It worked! Yes, oh, yes!" Zeik exclaimed while grinning crazily. The smile quickly dropped before Zeik stroked his chin. "Now, what was I going to do… Oh yeah, the test… The test… Hmm… Well, if it worked here, that means I have access to all electrical devices in Ashfield…"
"That's impossible!" an older man stated nearby. The crowd began to chatter excessively, and that caused them to break out into bewilderment and panic. This lasted for a moment, before Zeik grew irritated. "Alright, all of you SHUT UP, or I'll blow you all to smithereens!"
The crowd quickly silenced, but one of the workers only laughed. "Oh, come on, people! He's obviously bluffing! He can't just go and kill us… Why, he'd be killing himself!"
Zeik giggled idiotically. "Oh, is that so…? Well, then, all of you turn around and look at that Queen Burger in the distance!"
Everyone turned, and from looking out of the windows and doors, saw the Queen Burger building suddenly explode! The people inside the store screamed, gasped, laughed, and whatever you do in a crisis.
"Oh my God!" someone shouted.
"Tch, whatever!" the same person from before yelled. "That place's been closed for a week! He obviously knew that! He's bluffing!"
"Uh, actually, I didn't…"
There was an utter silence in the room before Zeik cleared his throat. "Now, you pathetic little lump, time to atone for your sins, or whatever mumbo jumbo that cult says…"
'Cult?' Christian thought. 'Could he be talking about…?'
Everyone turned to look at the plastic box of a nearby robotic dog toy. It swiftly activated for some reason and ripped through the box, quickly running towards the worker.
Joshua raised his right eyebrow. "I didn't know those things had that sharp of teeth…"
Frightened, the man sprinted off, with the dog right after him. They disappeared behind some shelves, but the cries of the worker made everyone cringe.
It was just then that it clicked for Joshua. "Hey, I remember you!" he said while pointing accusingly at the screen. "You're that arse who blew up Mom's van, and then you were that freako at that restaurant!"
Zeik scratched his head before having the security cameras zoom in on Joshua. "You! You just keep on getting in the way all the time! Huh, I'll make sure not to let you off so easily like last time!"
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Cheryl sighed before placing her pen down and rubbing her eyes. She had stayed a few hours after classes had ended for the day to get some more work done, but she was obviously out of it.
She put the papers aside and stood up, yawning. She quickly readied herself and stepped out of the room, turning off the lights and locking the door.
Before she could be on her way, however, she heard humming… and it was the usual humming of Sydney Wells.
'I doubt he stayed late… hasn't done that before from what I know of…'
As Cheryl shook it off and started walking, she heard another voice, one which was quite familiar.
"Sydney Wells, correct?"
The female teacher darted behind a wall, peeking out to see Sydney, holding his briefcase to his right with his left hand in his coat pocket. He was standing a few feet away in front of Noah Franklin.
"Um… Excuse me, sir," Sydney began, "but what exactly do you need? I'm in quite a hurry to leave…"
Noah folded his arms. "A… friend-He said this with a venomous tone- of mine wishes to speak with you… He wants to ask you a few questions, nothing more…"
Sydney shook his head. "I'm sorry, but I don't have the time-,"
"What exactly is your association with our group, Mr. Wells? From what this specific friend of mine has said, he doesn't know what relations you have with us… and, I took the liberty of doing a little research…"
Noah let his arms fall. "Where were you born, Mr. Wells?"
"Here, in Ashfield… I moved to Pleasant River for a time with my family, but then I returned here once I completed college… Why do you need this information? What-,"
"I see certain flaws in that, Sydney… I found no birth records of a person under your name here in Ashfield, and I'm pretty sure you never attended a school or resided in Pleasant River… From what I can infer, you're not exactly who you say you are… You obviously have a reason for attempting to kill my comrades and me, so, just what is your role when it comes to The Order? Do you have a grudge, revenge? What?"
Sydney chuckled. "No, none of that… Your group might prove to be a hindrance, that's all…"
Cheryl listened intently to this from her hiding spot. 'Wells… What…?'
Sydney smirked. "And since you've made it apparent you have some interest in this, Ms. Mason, why don't you stop hiding?"
(Shoot… The last segment takes like a couple days after the day with Zeik and all that... Don't you love how I make this so confusing?)