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Chapter 8: Dealing with Emotions

Drew's POV:

I have been driving for a while now, about 2 hours.

Lately I have been having terrible nightmares involving my sister, Hecate. The dreams consist of Silent Hill. The dreams I have been having are all the same, my sister tied onto some kind of alter over a large bowl of blazing coals, her skin charcoaled horribly. I have become so worried after her sudden disappearance that I decided to check Silent Hill just in case she is there.

Even after hearing about how terrible it is there and all the rumors about it my entire life, I still continue on my journey there as I am more than certain that is where she is.

Why she is there is completely unknown.

Arriving at a gate, I step out of my car and approach it, discovering it is chained and locked shut.

I did not just come all this way for nothing. But if she is there, then how would she have gotten inside?

Sighing in defeat, I turn around and head back towards my car.

Just as I begin to do so, a loud clang of metal catches my ears as if metal dropped from a high location and landed on cement. Turning around, I discover the source of the sound.

The metal lock and chains sit lying on the ground which were just a few seconds ago bound to the gate.

How did that happen…? I'm guaranteed that it was locked just now…well, I have access to Silent Hill, I might as well take advantage of it and find Hecate.

Getting back in my car, I enter the gates and continue onwards.

The Executioner's POV

The human continues to go off the deep end about her brother making his way here. Hecate has even begun pounding worthlessly against my solid chest, begging for me to do something about this situation, which I could not do even if I desired to.

"Tell Alessa to make him turn around!" The human female screams at me while throwing pitiful punches and slaps against my chest, she continues, "He will die here! Don't just SIT THERE!" She screams the words at me, taking her frustration, shock, fear, and sadness out on me.

'Attempting to reason with Alessa will do nothing as I have no part in altering any of her plans, I have already told you this.'

"Then try harder! She has to listen to you! Please! I'm begging you!" She continues her attacks against my chest and abdomen.

Keeping silent as she continues to mentally collapse at the fact this is really happening, she suddenly moves away from me and collapses onto the bed as her salty tears escape her eyes as she bawls.

Observing her curled up form upon the worn out bed, I think of something I could possibly do in this situation to help fix her sadness, but nothing comes. The only idea I can think of is trying to comfort her, but I'm not good at that either. I guess I could at least try.

Approaching the bed, I sit down upon it near her figure as I slowly grab her and drag her to me. This seems to work as she moves herself along and clings to my side with her arms wrapped around my waist as she cries into my side as I feel wet, salty tears against my skin.

Gently and slowly I move my hand to her head as my fingers come in contact with her hair. Interested in the feel of it, I slowly run my fingers through the soft, silky thin locks of her long black hair. Her hair feels softer than anything I have ever come in contact with, yes I have slaughtered human females before with long hair but I never exactly took the time to linger on feeling their hair.

As I continue feeling her hair, Hecate seems to slowly start calming down as her tears begin to come to a halt.

The only indication of her sadness is her quick, hyperventilation on my side, which is also stabilizing.

Thinking up something humorous, which is not common with me, I attempt to possibly make her cheer up a little more.

'I do not understand the point of tears. Humans secrete salty liquid from their eyeballs and suddenly that secretion changes their emotions in a matter of minutes. If I knew salty water did that then I would have poured it all over you earlier.'

"…Please don't…" She says to me, giggling in her voice, "I don't understand how tears work either..maybe they are magical."

'Magical tears, huh? Interesting.' I say to her, pretending to ponder on the idea as a giggle erupts from her as she sends a smile towards my helmet.

I then get off the bed and rise to my feet.

"Where are you going?" She asks.

'Somewhere important.'

"Could I go with you…?"

'I'm afraid not, stay here. I will not be long. If you leave this apartment you will surely die, so I suggest following my suggestion and stay here.'

"…Okay…" She responds to me as I leave the apartment.

Leaving the apartment complex, I approach a small silhouette in the thick foggy ashes descending constantly to the ground, Alessa.

'You told me not to leave her, yet you request I do.' I say to the 'young' girl.

'Only for a short time, I need you to do something for me.' She tells me.

'Go on.'

'Find that man, wait for him to become isolated and lost, then knock him out and bring him to me, I will then deal with the rest from there.'

Nodding, I turn and walk away from her, dragging my Great Knife behind me as I search the grounds of Silent Hill for him.