Three Days Earlier

9:17AM

Zak's boss came around handing out files to the others who were there with Zak in the waiting room. Zak was handed a rather slim brown folder

"Sorry Zak, it's the short straw for you" the captain laughed. The others laughed too

"Damn, it had to happen sooner or later" Zak smiled as he opened his folder "James Sunderland, murdered his wife, escaped to a small town, execution date three days from now" Zak read aloud

"You've gotta go to the town and make sure he makes his appointment" the captain told him. Zak clicked his fingers and winked at the captain

"Gotcha" Zak said as he got to his feet and shook the captains before leaving the building and going back to his flat to prepare.

Back in Silent Hill

Zak climbed into the driver's seat of his Camero and withdrew his map again. He turned on the light in his car and checked to find the swiftest route to the Historical Society. Another mark drew Zak's attention, it was in the estate which was pretty close to his location; he decided to check out what was there first. Igniting the engine with a roar Zak pulled out into the road and set off at a casual speed. There seemed to be a lot more monsters out in the dark than there had been earlier in the evening. He weaved between them; they seemed to be attracted to the light from his headlights.

Zak reached the house on the map without incident. He left the engine running as he walked up the stairs. A letter lay there, just outside the door, it mentioned something about a wrench but there was nothing with the letter itself. Zak sat there on the steps thinking about past things and just having a rest when he heard dragging footsteps again. He got to his feet slowly and looked down the street and saw the old man he had already shot once. By now Zak had quite an understanding about these monsters, he knew that there were many different types and this old man was clearly one of them. Zak sighed and withdrew his pistol. Holding it out ahead of him he waited a few seconds as he watched the old man stumble towards him. Zak pulled the trigger again sending the old man crashing against the pavement in a wave of blood and gore. Zak walked over to the man and shot him another few times. The bounty hunter stood there and waited to see if the old man got up again, he never did. Zak turned and walked back to the Camero before speeding towards the Historical Society Building.

While Zak had been thinking on the doorstep James Sunderland had retrieved the key from the park and was now inside the Historical Society. Zak sped up the road towards the building while trying to think about who James was looking for. He pulled up outside and quickly reloaded his pistols before climbing out of the car. It did not look like there was anyone in the Historical Society building but Zak took care anyway.

Making slightly less noise than a Special Forces team Zak snuck into the building. The building was dark but Zak managed to navigate his way through the reception and into the next part of the building. He crouched in the doorway and listened out for any sounds of people but when he got none he quickly whipped out his torch and got back to his feet. He seemed to be in an art gallery with many display cases in the centre. Zak shone the torch across the wall until he came to the largest picture in the room.

Zak instantly recognised the character depicted in the painting; it was the pyramid headed thing that had attacked him in the basement. In the picture the being was surrounded by people who had been executed and hung in gibbet-like devices. Zak walked towards it so that he could read the plate below it; 'Misty day, remains of the judgement' it read. Stepping away from the portrait, Zak turned around and went through the other door that was in the room. Inside the next room there was a broken display case and a large hole in the room. Zak stood in front of the large hole; there was a long sloping pathway that disappeared into darkness. Zak decided to go back and retrieve his items before proceeding into this new unknown.

After returning to his car Zak pulled out into the road and sped back to the Lakeview hotel so that he could retrieve his case. As he pulled up Zak noticed that the doors were slightly ajar, as though someone had punched through them. Zak withdrew his pistol and quietly entered the building.

Once inside he waited and, as he always did, listened out for any sign of life. Again he heard nothing and so proceeded up the stairs in silence until he reached his room. He quietly opened the door and stepped inside. Withdrawing his torch Zak scanned the room swiftly but paused; there was someone asleep in his bed. Zak walked around to the side of the bed and was surprised to find Angela, the woman he had met in the alley, was the person asleep. Unconsciously sensing his presence Angela opened her eyes and started.

"Hey, it's me" Zak told her as he caught her by her arm to stop her falling out of the bed. Angela seemed panicked for a few seconds

"Oh, hello, what are you doing here?" she enquired

"This is my room" he told her with a smile "What are you doing here?"

"I was tired, I've been looking for my mother for ages now" Angela explained. Zak pulled his case out from under his bed and began to put the spare clips, bandages and other items into a black bag he always carried with him.

"Where are you going?" Angela asked him

"I have found James, I am going to follow him" Zak told her

"Why all the bullets? Are you going to kill him?" she exclaimed

"No, these are for my own protection" Zak lied. Angela nodded; she believed him. Slowly the young woman walked towards the door

"Where are you going?" Zak asked her

"I am going to carry on looking for my mother" she told him. Zak nodded and got to his feet after zipping up the large black bag.

"Alright" he merely said before walking past her and out of the room.

"Umm…Zak?" Angela said

"Yes?" Zak enquired

"Be careful" she told him with a smile. Zak nodded and returned the smile

"You too Angela, I hope you find your mother" he replied before leaving the hotel and speeding back up towards the Historical Society. Zak returned to the large hole in the wall and began to jog down into the darkness.