Marie walked towards the school. The other kids passed her like the waves of an ocean. She walked down the hallway towards the library. Maybe she could find something on Silent Hill in the various books they had. She had heard various rumors about the place being haunted by monsters and cult fanatics from both kids and adults. They all seemed petrified about the place and if she was to admit it to herself, she was as well.
But she had to find out why it had taken her sister's life. And also she was curious about the figure that kept haunting her after all these years. She stepped into the library and gave a quick greeting to the librarian. She remembered that she had to hold up a pretense while she was here. She still remembered the threat her mother had stated yesterday. She shook off the thought and went towards the non-fiction section.
She passed up most of the books until one caught her eye. It was a severly yellowed book with many dog-eared pages. She flipped through the pages until she came upon an illustration. It was of the creatures she had seen ten years ago. They looked just as horrifying and she had to resist the urge to drop the book and run away screaming.
She took a breath and stared at the illustration. The monsters were rounded, with fangs jutting out from lower jaws, and had deformed legs and paws. But despite the deformities they had razor sharp claws and she had seen them take down her sister. She closed her eyes and banished away the memory for a moment. Quickly she turned the pages and came across other horrifying monsters.
But one caught her eye, she looked down at the illustration. But her eyes drifted down to the caption below. The writing was faded out and she couldn't read it except a few letters. The rest was smudged and faded beyond recognition. Though the illustration looked vaguely familiar.
Then it dawned on her. She was staring at the very creature who had haunted her over the years. She remembered the only time she had never seen it was when her brain was so fogged by the medication she had been taking. The same medicine had made her uncontrollable and violent. So her father demanded she be taken off of it immediately. Shortly after the figure had returned.
She had a feeling even then the monster had followed her. Just her mind was so under that she hadn't realized it was there. But why was it following her? She hadn't done anything to attrack its attention. At least not anything that was obvious to her. Maybe because she knew the true cause of her sister's death? Or that she decided to act and find out why the girl was killed? She knew it wasn't coincidence that her sister was taken and not she.
Marie had gotten just as close to the water as Kristy did. Yet the monsters had left her alone. Then there was the mention of her sister's body found in the lake of Silent Hill. A town that was around two hundred or more miles away from Bleak Falls. How could a body move from the middle of a forest to a lake like that? There hadn't been anyone else there that day, plus the fact Kristy had been dragged under by the monsters.
She placed the book back on the shelf as the bell rang. She would've taken it with her but she lacked a library card. She found it ironic since she was here almost everyday. But she could never bring herself to ask for one. Her view on adults was that they only helped when they could get some gain from it. She blamed the shrinks and specialists who used her supposed mental problems to try and use her.
She shook away the distracting thoughts and headed for her first class. As she was walking down the hallway though she noticed something odd. A yellow dress was lying on the floor. She walked over but it vanished. What the hell was going on? She looked around and saw none of the other kids had seemed to notice. She pretended to be scooping up a loose paper and continued on her way.
It happened again when she was about to step into the classroom. The yellow dress laid in a crumpled heap next to a set of lockers. She shook her head and ran into the classroom. Her teacher looked up at her slightly confused. Marie forced herself to a normal pace and walked to her seat. Her chair was way in the back near to a corner.
Soon she was seated and everything seemed to be normal. She put away the thought of the yellow dress and tried to pay attention. It was hard when the teacher spoke in a monotone. It just seemed like all the person cared about was the meager paycheck. And Marie wanted more out of her days than a lazy teacher.
As she sat in her seat she began to wonder if the yellow dress was all a part of her imagination. It had seemed real until she tried to touch it. She shook her head. It wasn't time to focus on how crazy her mind seemed. She heaved a sigh and leaned back in her chair. First class was always the hardest to get through for her.
Marie looked out the window and saw the figure standing out there. She had an impulse to wave but stopped herself. Just because she thought she was a little nuts didn't mean she had to announce to the rest of the school about it. She was about to turn away from the window when the yellow dress fluttered by.
It's just in my head, she said firmly in her head. Slowly she started to believe it until she looked out the window again. That figure was still standing there and with it stood her dead little sister. Marie resisted the urge to scream and looked away. She couldn't be seeing these things. She just couldn't. If her mother got wind of this madness, she wouldn't see the outside world ever again.
It had to be just a nightmare she couldn't wake from. How could none of the other kids notice that figure. It was pratically up against the window by now and yet no one turned to look. Everything was screaming that she was losing her mind. Even the girl across from her didn't seem to notice. She resisted the urge to point out the figure in the window.
She raised her hand and waited impatiently for the teacher to notice. Once the teacher did, she asked to be excused and walked out of the room. She leaned against the wall as soon as she got out of the room. This just couldn't be happening. It was all in her head, every last bit of madness she saw. But the protest was becoming weaker and weaker.
Suddenly she heard a piercing scream down the hall. Marie ran towards the noise and slid to a stop in front of the janitor closet. There was so much blood, it oozed down the walls and puddled on the floor. She backed away as the blood flowed out to the hall. She looked up and covered a scream of her own. The blood was coming from the body of the girl who sat next to her.
Marie shook her head in disbelief. She had just left the room. How could Violet move past her without being noticed? She backed away and ran down the hall. She was losing her mind and no one seemed to know her plight.