When Melody awoke, she lay on a cool, damp road. How had she gotten here? She vaguely remembers holding something that fell as some snow white mist covered her. She remembers that ghosts had told her about this. They said it looks a lot like the movie, silent hill, but for real. She begins to walk forwards.
the walk is a fair size, but suddenly the mists seem to part in front of her. And there it is. Just like in the movie trailers Melody barely remembers. She walks down the main street, surveying grimy shops and haphazardly abandoned vehicles that must have been there for so many years. The entire place is calm. Melody relaxes. she knows there isn't anything out to get her. She continues to walk the main street, when she hears music playing. It is coming from a small shop. Melody walks towards the shop and enters through the open door. Inside, all types of goods lie about, untouched for years. Spools of thread, broken porcelain dolls, a smashed plastic pitcher, a ripped piece of art.
Melody follows the music to a small radio that can be clipped onto someones pocket. It is playing a small soothing song. As Melody picks it up, though, it is silent. Melody looks around, decides that no one is using it, and clips it onto the pockets of her soiled green pants. She shivers from the cold. As she turns, something catches her eye. Its an outfit, a long purple skirt that would stop at Melody's ankles, a brown sweater with a nice crisp gray undershirt, and a pair of brown shoes complete with wool stockings. Melody looks around. That hadn't been there before, so someone must have brought it to her. seeing no one, she decides to put on the strange outfit. She moves behind some shelves.
When she comes out, she looks much cleaner. the shoes are a bit loose, but that's alright, because they're so warm. she also finds the brown sweater to be very warm.She looks out the soot-streaked window. The street looks the same as before. Melody heads towards the door, almost failing to notice the coat. But just in time, melody saw a flash of pink, and turns to find a soft pink coat waiting for her. That definitely wasn't there before. She is very surprised. She reaches out to take the coat, and nothing stops her. She exits the shop, clinging to her prize.
The coat turns out turns out to be warm as well. The streets, once frigid, now feel a bit better with her new ensemble. turning from the shop, she heads towards the street on her left...
Lettuce is worried sick. her precious daughter is missing! Mr. Khifp is turning out not to be much help. Or at least that's what he thinks, not noticing Lettuce's gratitude.
Lettuce was walking up the stairs for the one millionth time. She almost doesn't see it, but when she does, her head snaps around. It is a piece of paper. Lettuce picks it up. On it two words are carelessly scrawled
mist haunt.
She heads down the stairs at a rockets pace. "Pai, look at this!" cries Lettuce. Pai reads the note, and his brow furrows. "Mist haunt," He says. "where is that?" "I don't know, Pai, go online," says a very excited Lettuce. The police refused to help her until Twenty-four hours after Melody had disappeared. So far only sixteen have passed. Pai headed to the old computer resting on Lettuce's desk. A few seconds later the printer begins to work. "It says here mist haunt is a quiet resort town," Says Pai. "Can we-," Lettuce is interrupted. "Yes," says Pai. "but we'll have to pack and be prepared. With that, the startled mother rushes to her room to gather her things. 'Mist haunt, here we come,' she thinks.