AN: I do not own Silent Hill nor do I own Kingdom Hearts. Konami, Disney, and Square Enix hold all copyrights.

The idea behind this was something that originated with A Style All My Own, and the outline was co-written with her for a movie we were going to create. I've adapted that and expanded it into this. Multi-chaptered, though I can't tell you how long it's going to be.

When light returned the first thing Riku noticed was that it was surprisingly dark. The kitchen – in fact, the entire house – had been open and bright, almost to the point of being sickeningly cheerful, which had proven to be a concern for those who liked to sleep in.

Ignoring the lack of illumination the silver-haired man lifted himself up from his slumped-over position, shifting his legs so that he was more or less sitting. The ground felt far colder than it should have and, even with the dim light he had to work with, Riku could see that it was red-painted cement he was sitting on, not hardwood floor. "What…" The walls were made of some sort of badly stained cracked mortar brick that was probably once white, and underneath the pealing paint he could see that the floor was originally grey. Why paint a cement floor?

"I must be in the basement," he hissed out, climbing unsteadily to his feet. Patting the front of his pants off, he paused again with another unpleasant realization. Before he was dressed, well, normally – jeans and a t-shirt, sneakers to follow if the decision to leave the house was ever made. Now… jeans, yes, though of a darker blue with sewn on light blue pockets. For a shirt he had a black vest, zipped, with a yellow vest, open, on top. A studded belt and arm warmer ( for one arm only ) completed the fashion ensemble. "… dragged into the basement and stripped?" Oh, god… "Roxas! Kairi!"

There was a set of wooden stairs that led, he presumed, back to the kitchen. Feeling something akin to rage amidst his embarrassment Riku stomped up them, slamming the door at the top open. "I swear to god I am going to… make you… guys…?"

The door swung open with a resounding 'crack', bouncing back against the wall, and he stood for a moment to take in the sight before him. Caution overrode all other emotions – the embarrassment had all but disappeared now – as he crept up the final step and surveyed what had been, once upon a time, a kitchen.

A liberal layer of dust coated the entire room. Dishes were stacked high in the sink and a smell of rot was oozing from them, causing him to wrinkle his nose and step hastily away and toward the table. Three plates were set out, right where Kairi, Roxas, and he had been sitting, but there was no sign that anyone had even been there. There was no sign that anyone had ever been in this place in the last several years, really; the windows were caked so thick with grime it was hard to see anything.

"I don't understand…" As his eyes scanned the table Riku caught sight of a patch of white. He reached out, expecting his fingers to touch the table, and instead rubbing against paper. The map? With a frown he picked it up, slowly unfolding it. That meant that they had been here earlier, if Kairi's map was here. But, obviously, they hadn't…

Something fell from inside it as he opened it, fluttering to the floor. Slipping the map into his pocket, he bent down to pick it up and froze, fingertips closing about the edges of what was a photograph. It was of the three of them, Kairi, Roxas and him. They were posed together, Roxas in the middle with his arms slung around both of them. He could remember when the picture was taken, sometime last year to commemorate Riku's graduation. Feeling slightly sick, he picked it up, holding it gingerly as he straightened and examined it.

White and black and red in the shape of a person flashed by the blacked-out windows. Tearing his eyes away from the picture, Riku clenched his hand around it before jamming it into his pocket as well and bolting. There was a backdoor in the kitchen, it led out near where those windows were, he could catch up with whomever that person was, he just needed to…

An expression of bewilderment crossed his face when he stepped outside into the backyard of a completely separate house. Lost, and more than a little frustrated, Riku turned around to go back inside only to see that the door he had just come out from was not only gone, but the entire house was missing. Instead of standing in the backyard of the bed and breakfast like he anticipated, he was now standing on a street corner, a lonely, empty street corner that showed no other signs of life.

"What-? Okay, whatever's going- will- could you stop messing with me for a moment?!" His voice was muffled by the fog that was pooling around his legs and he glanced down nervously, vague memories of a half-forgotten nightmare causing unease to stir.

"I… I'm sorry?"

Feeling his face starting to turn an impressive shade of red, Riku turned quickly to see a young man walking slowly – cautiously if he didn't know any better – out of the mist toward him, head tilted slightly in confusion. He was short, coming up a good head below him, with brown hair in a style of perpetual bed-head. Like himself, the man was dressed in the most ridiculous clothing – blue jeans or shorts with black waders overtop, complete with yellow straps, and a blue and red t-shirt beneath a too-small black hooded shirt. Motorcycle gloves and red pouches completed the look.

"Oh, no, I… wasn't talking to you," Riku mumbled. "I'm sorry, I'm just… completely lost here."

"Me too," the other man sympathized, his expression becoming far more trusting now that Riku was no longer shouting at unseen forces. "I've been trying to find my way, but I can't seem to remember what it was."

The statement struck Riku as completely odd, which much have shown on his face, because the stranger smiled then and offered his hand. "My name is Sora."

"Oh." He stared at it for a moment before taking it, shaking it awkwardly. "I'm Riku. I'm looking for my friends."

"Do you need any help? I'm not really having much luck on my own end."

"No…" Riku shook his head, feeling slightly guilty about declining the offer from Sora. "There's two of them, though. If you see them, could you let them know? One's about your height, female, with bright red hair. The other one's a little taller, looks kind of like you but with blond hair." Sora reached up, idly pulling at a particularly stubborn section of hair, and Riku smiled despite himself. "Well, no, okay, he's not quite as bad as that…

"Here." Reaching into his pocket he pulled out the slightly crumpled photograph, frowning when his hand caught on something else. What…? The map! He handed it to Sora, allowing him to see Kairi and Roxas for himself. "Let them know I'm trying to find them. Maybe they'll know what just happened."

"All right. If I find them, though, where should I tell them you are? You even know your way around this place?"

The answer to that question was a resounding 'no', and the fog was doing nothing to help with his sense of orientation; Riku could see hardly more than several feet out in any direction before everything faded into the same shade of grey. "Well, no, but…" He slipped out the map. "I think we're supposed to be on Matheson street-"

"Yeah, the intersection of Levin and Matheson is back there." Sora pointed and Riku turned, looking confused. Where they were staying, it had been… but there was no building there now.

"… right." Ignoring the impossible for now, he glanced at the map, trying to discern where the easiest meeting area would be when something caught his eye. Unfolding the map further, Riku noticed a bright red circle hastily scrawled around Alchemilla Hospital. She said she wanted to visit the old hospital… "Alchemilla hospital, the one that's supposed to be abandoned. We'll meet there."

"Whoa, really?" Sora blinked, eyes widening slightly. "That's where you want me to…? Couldn't you pick a slightly less, I don't know… I mean, the butcher's shop would probably be a little safer." Riku arched a brow and Sora grinned sheepishly. "Sorry, but haven't you heard the stories about that place? And this place, I mean… it's kind of not entirely on the down low to begin with."

"Right." Taking the picture back from Sora, Riku slipped it back inside the map before folding it back up and slipped it back inside his pocket. "I'll take my chances. Good luck with… you know, finding whatever it is you're looking for."

"You too."

There was an awkward moment between them before Riku made a stiff wave that bordered on a salute and started off down Matheson toward Levin. From what he gathered from the map he needed to turn off at Levin until he reached Bloch and follow that straight into the old Industrial District, into what was now where all the 'tourist traps' were. Sora waited a moment longer before nodding, mumbling a curt 'right' under his breath, and taking off in the other direction.

Riku really had to hand it to her – Kairi had managed to pick the creepiest goddamn town on the face of the earth to vacation in.

And that was not a compliment, no matter how much it sounded like one.

He walked slowly down the street, eyes roving along the empty sidewalk to try to catch sight of the creatures he knew had to be there. Off in the distant, buried deep within the fog where he couldn't see, things crept and crawled and slithered against the ground, beating a rhythm that Riku tried to keep in pace with. Shivering for reasons that hardly had to do with temperature he hugged himself, glancing around at the edges of the fog to peer at the unseen shapes that shifted within.

Just relax, you should be almost there. He was on Crichton now; Koontz was supposed to be just up ahead and the hospital was the first building there.

Something loud scrapped on the ground behind him and Riku froze, breath caught in his throat as he stared back for one moment before turning his slowly, shambling walk into a brisk jog. The endless row of sidewalk melted away, forming a path toward the hospital, and he turned abruptly, running to the entrance.

Riku didn't get far, though. The hospital was surrounded by a stone wall that ended on either side of the concrete walk-way and a rusted chain-link fence was pulled across, locking him out. He threaded his fingers through the loops, banging on it for a moment and looking up to gauge its height – is it worth climbing? – when something loud and heavy slammed into the fence next to him, causing him to tear away.

At first he thought it was a dog, until he realized that the reason the animal, creature, was pink was not because it was hairless but because it was skinless – bits of itself were stuck to the fence where it had tried to plow through. Bright red veins accented the oozing pink flesh that was liberally dappled with flecks of black and green. Riku suspected that might have been from rot; it was giving off a truly horrendous smell.

Its face was the most horrifying aspect of it. The entire thing seemed to have been rubbed away, leaving being a blank mass that jerked through the air blindly as it shambled toward him. Riku stumbled back, rattling the fence, and a line along its jaw slowly tore open as it began to snarl at him.

Oh. Fffuu…The snarl turned into the sickest bark Riku had ever heard before the dog lunged at him, jaws snapped shut a hair's breadth away from his leg. Turning on his heel, he ran as the awful creature took off after him. It stumbled, falling and dragging its head against the pavement before regaining its balance and loping after him, growling all the while.

Its jaws closed around the fabric of his pants and Riku stumbled, falling to the ground as it pulled back, heading tossing back and forth as it dragged him back. Pain shot through his leg as it pressed a paw down on it. With a burst of adrenaline he pulled himself up, pants ripping in the dog's jaw, and bolted forward.

There was a store next to the hospital and as he fumbled with the door it swung open. Nearly sobbing from relief he burst inside, slamming the door shut and leaning back against it, gritting his teeth as he felt it shudder as the dog slammed against it. Oh please…He reached back, locking the door, and stepped away.

For a moment or two the dog continued to jump against it but the pounding soon stopped. Breathing a sigh of relief, Riku allowed himself to relax slightly before looking around the small store.

There was a row of refrigerated beverages against a wall and a few aisles of medicinal aids. At the back was a white counter with the sign 'prescription pick-up' and 'prescription drop-off' overhead. I must be in a pharmacy…It was dusty but the lights were still on and there was a hum coming from the coolers.

Rubbing his shoulder slightly, he walked over to the coolers and yanked them open, looking inside. Bottles of water and cola were inside, along with some store-brand energy drinks. Grabbing one of those, he allowed the door to slam shut as he popped it open and chugged a liberal amount, grimacing at the taste. "Ugh. Geeze, I think battery-acid would taste better." Feeling slightly more recharged he glanced down to see what damage had been done.

The dog had torn the back of his pants open and there were a few bleeding scratches, but it didn't look like there was anything seriously. Walking through the aisles he found a bottle of rubbing alcohol and some cotton wipes. Unscrewing the bottle, he poured some onto a ball before dabbing it gently against the scratch. It burned like hell and he hissed from the pain, but there was no chance of infection now.

"Okay, so…" Going back outside seemed like a bad idea now. Riku felt a twinge of guilt as he remembered Sora, but he wasn't responsible for him and if the guy was smart he would have hidden as well. He needed to get into the hospital which was right freakin' next door but the damn thing was locked up now. And even if it wasn't, that would again entail going outside, and there was no way he was going to deal with that dog. "So what… there has to be some other way in and out of here."

Glancing at the back, Riku finished the energy drink before dropping the empty can on the floor and heading to the counter. Craning his head around the counter, he caught sight of exactly what he was looking for – a door. One marked 'employees only', even. With a grin he hopped over the counter.

The door was heavy, made of some sort of metal, and it opened with a groan into an empty lot. Feeling hesitant, Riku slowly edged outside. It was empty, but the streets had appeared empty, too…

With a loud 'clang' it shut. Turning, he grabbed the handle and tried to open it again, but the door had locked shut. Swearing, he bit his lower lip before turning back to the open lot. He hadn't run far from the entrance of the hospital and this was a pharmacy; it would make sense for them to be connected, or at least for there to be easy access between the two of them. "Okay, so… stop being such a coward, Riku. It was just one crazy-ass dog."

Nothing was in the lot except for a dumpster and an old delivery truck. At the other side, though, there was a door marked 'service entrance'. The wide doors opened easily and he stepped inside.

The inside of the hospital had a distinctly different look from the pharmacy or even the streets of Silent Hill. It was dark and smelled like decay; the paint was peeling from the walls and there was grating visible beneath the linoleum on the floor. Only one of every three lights seemed to work, roughly, and most of them were flickering on and off, threatening to burn out at any moment. "Wonderful. The dog almost seems preferable now…"

When the Brookhaven hospital had been built, the old Alchemilla hospital had been shut down and, years later, had been turned into a walk-through exhibit of one of Silent Hills supposed haunted attraction. Kairi had been all but ecstatic at the thought of touring through it and had been able to do nothing but jabber on about facts and dates for weeks before their trip. If she was going to be somewhere, anywhere in this damn town, this place had to be it.

Walking carefully along the hallway, Riku groped around until he came to a door. Rattling the knob, he frowned when it didn't open, but bit his lip when the next on did. It opened into some sort of office that had the same musty, decayed look to it. The desk was covered in blackened papers and there was a spilt coffee cup, the inside filled with dust. With a sigh he turned to leave before noticing a flashlight lying on a filing cabinet by the door. It worked, though the light was a bit weak. Better than nothing.

The rest of the doors in this area were either broken or locked. Trying to break them down was always an option but that seemed more like a last-attempt desperate sort of act. Besides, he didn't know what was beyond those doors… maybe they were locked off from him for a reason.

Shining the flashlight up, Riku glanced up the stairwell. There was a noise coming from the second floor, like someone walking about above. "Kairi?" he called out. The noise stopped for a moment before suddenly starting again, becoming louder and moving toward the top of the stairwell. "Kairi, is that you? Don't worry, I'm here, I'm coming, don't worry!"

He ran up the stairs, light bouncing along the peeling walls, smiling in relief at the thought of finally finding someone he knew when the nurse appeared.

Her arms and legs were wrapped in dirty bandages but there were plenty of gaps, more than enough for Riku to see that she, like the dog, had no skin. The oozing flesh was pulsating, dripping a red slime that splattered onto the floor as she shuffled toward him. And like the dog she had no face, only a warped blanked front that jerked rapidly from side to side as she swung her arm out toward her, a knife blade barely missing his chest.

"No!" He stepped back, dodging the knife before turning about to run back down the steps. Before making it even partway down another nurse started hobbling up toward him and Riku immediately backtracked, grabbing onto the railing for support. "No, no…"

The one at the top of the steps was starting to make her way down toward him. Making a split-second decision he turned back around, smacking her hard in the face with the flashlight and shoving her to the side as he pushed past her. There was a door to his left and he ran for it, mumbling a prayer when it opened and he slipped inside.

A rusty bed frame with a half-chewed mattress was on one side with a crumbling dresser on the other. Clicking the flashlight off Riku hurried over to the bed, dropping down to his hands and knees before crawling under it. The floor was disgusting but he stifled his groan, keeping his eyes focused on the door as he waited to see if the nurses would follow him.

For a moment there was nothing but silence, then a horrible shuffling sound and loud thudding. He clenched his fist, nails digging into his palm, when the sound suddenly stopped. There was a low tapping, though, that ended outside the door, and after one heart stopping moment the door began to open.

Riku tightened his grip on the flashlight, ready to run and get the jump on whatever creepy it was when a familiar looking brunet stepped in, peering around the room. "Riku? Or, um… one of his two friends?" Sora was holding a pipe in one hand and there were some bruised smudges over a cheek and his arms, but otherwise he seemed okay.

"Sora?" Riku crawled out from under the bed, scrambling to his feet to get over to him. He smiled, relief at seeing a familiar face winning over the shock of it being him. "Sora, what are you doing here? How did you even get in-?"

"I jumped the fence," he said. "After you left some pretty…" Sora's expression shifted into one of uncomfortable nervousness, as if he couldn't quite bring himself to voice what he had seen. Riku nodded though, and he continued. "So I thought I should probably try to find you sooner rather than later, in case…"

"What about those…? Did you…?"

"No." He shook his head. "I found this outside. They're knocked out, I think… I mean, I can't really tell if they're breathing, but they're still kind of… twitching…"

To show him, Sora stepped back out of the room and Riku followed him. The one nurse was lying there and, like he had said, she was convulsing on the floor, arms and legs flopping up and down as she lay prone. It made him feel queasy and he turned away, looking back at Sora. "Okay. Um… so you haven't run into Kairi or Roxas then, I guess."

Sora shook his head. "No, sorry. You're the only one I've seen so far. You sure this is even the best place to be?" Riku nodded grimly.

"Trust me… if I didn't have to be in this place right now, I would be long gone."

"Okay, so, splitting up is definitely not going to be an option in this place. We're not going to pull that classic horror movie shit. Doubtful she's in any room that's broken cause-"

"How could she have gotten inside, yeah. Maybe in a locked room, assuming she was the one who locked it, but we should assume she's in an open one for now." Riku nodded. "I checked the first floor already. We should finish up here. I mean, I… I just know that this is where she would be. But I don't know where in here she would be."

"Yeah, okay." Sora put a hand on his shoulder and smiled. "We'll find her, don't worry. This place isn't that big, right?"