Disclaimer: I do not own the incredibly freaky Silent Hill series, though I do own a copy of the games and I'm looking forward to the movie!


I did something that I did not want to do. I opened my eyes. As my eyelids opened, I found myself starring right into a light. I wondered if I was dead, but it turned out that I was laying on my mattress in my cell, facing the light fixture on the ceiling.

Any hopes of what just happened as being merely a violent nightmare that tore through my soul were immediately robbed of me, however, when I discovered I still had some puss stains on my rather plain blue shirt. As my hands probed my pants pockets, I discovered that I still had a cracked glass shard-somehow clean now-and I also had the two cell keys. One was for my cell and the other for—

I tore myself away from the gray, stained mattress and rushed to the left wall of my cell and pressed my ear against it. The only thing that still brought me immeasurable joy was missing. I could hear no sound to the cell to the left of me, leaving myself feeling cold and lonely, a lost soul trapped in Hell.

I rallied my courage for if I were to see if she was really there or not, I would have to leave my cell. As I headed for the metallic cell door, I felt a cold drop of liquid plummet onto my head. I looked up and noticed that more and more of the cold liquid dropped from the ceiling to the ground and soon they were coming in waves. I held my hand out and watched as the frigid red liquid rained upon it. Too scared as to see if it was blood or not, I bolted to the door.

As I inserted the golden, rust covered key into the lock, I heard something peculiar. Before I finished unlocking the door, I looked through the steel bars. I could hear a scraping and a shrieking that sounded like a 5 year old girl being gutted. As I peered further-with the crimson rain still pouring on me-I saw what resembled a dog-like creature come into view. But it was hideous. I wanted to guess it was a Great Dane, but the poor animal was so disfigured that it was hard to tell. All of the creature's feet were clearly broken, even to me and I'm not vet. It kind of scooted along on the top of its feet and its body was covered in patches of red rust that seemed to be organic. The site that made me feel sick was it's head. The dog's head was completely horizontal, meaning its head was completely twisted sideways. It made the shrieking sound that pierced my eyes and made me wince at the pain it must feel. The eyes were rolled back into its head with only sharp, red streaks running through the white of its eyes. Its mouth hung open because the bottom jaw was broken off and so its thin strip of a tongue hung down, which in itself was cut in half with puss running out of it.

It turned sharply in my direction and emitted the fearful shriek. I knew what this had to mean. I took the key from the cell door without unlocking it and I ran to the back of the cell door as the door creature slammed itself against the cell door. I found myself backing into the wall on the opposite side of the side and I slid onto my rear onto the dirty floor, which was already flooded a few inches by the crimson rain. My eyes instinctively shut and the loud and merciless banging continued. My hands found themselves covering my ears, as if not listening and not seeing the creature would make it go away. But the banging continued unabated.

When I did brave to open an eye, I noticed that while the fierce banging continued, the hinges on the door started to go. My survival instincts must have kicked in because I clambered off of the floor and hoisted the red-stained mattress over to the cell door and covered it. I had no clue if it would help, but I had to try.

The banging got stronger and reverberated even more into my cell, the noise violently bouncing off the walls. I felt like crying, but instead I brought out the cracked glass shard, which got stained red from the downpour of the ceiling. I held the shard into both hands and readied myself in case the creature got in, knowing my chances of survival were slim to none. I put my legs a few inches apart and tensed up my knees and leg muscles so that if the creature pounced at me, the strength in my legs would keep me up.

I never thought that the ferocious banging would end but is it grew louder it seemed like it would reach a climax. Finally, there was one last shriek, and cracking sound, then silence. Nothing but a still silence, well, except for the 'plop plop' sounds of the red rain. It felt hot as hell in the cell what with my adrenaline kicking in to full power, and the sticky feeling of the red rain didn't help things either.

I somehow managed to head for the cell door after pushing the mattress out of the way. I peered through the cell bars, but could not see anything. Quietly, I inserted the cell door key and unlocked the door, followed by myself pocketing the key in case I needed it again as I kept on of my fingers in my left hand pocket, where the key to 'her' cell was kept.

I opened the squeaky metal door and found, inches from it, the dog creature laying dead, puss oozing out of its now-crushed skull. "It must have killed itself trying to get to me…" I then found that I had actually said that out loud, probably just to hear a voice to calm me down.

The circular wall surrounding the prison doors was a faded orange color with cracks running down the surface. The bottom of the wall turned a red shade seeing as how I accidentally left my cell door open and the red liquid was running out. The red liquid also flowed into the broken water pipe out my cell room. An unusual rotting smell lingered in the air, but I found myself surprised when it turned out that the dead dog-thing emitted no odor at all.

I finally found myself able to move again, because I was scared to seconds ago for fear of another dog-thing hearing me. I walked to my left and faced the cell door left of mine and peered through the bars. I was shocked.

Chapter 1


Well, sorry about the cliffhanger ending and I'm sorry the chapter was so short, but the rest of the stuff I have planned out had a different, shall I say "tone," then the rest of this chapter so it would have been real awkward so I decided to end the chapter now, but I hope to get some more up soon. Thanks to everyone who reviewed, you people really did encourage me to go on. In the next chapter, Ian finally meets another human being! Oh yeah, one more thing! Starting next chapter, this fic will be rated M so look for Chapter 3 there! See ya!