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.

Dana Wilson: Congrats on being the first reviewer! Don't worry, I'm going to continue - check back every monday for an update.

"Can you believe this place?"

Riku sighed, ignoring Sora some as he tried to sort through the mass piles of paper in what they took to be an old storage room. It was one of the few rooms that had opened on the third floor and it had been stacked full of water-stained cardboard boxes filled with old patient files. Not wanting to admit that he may be wrong about Kairi, and with nothing else to go on, they had started to rip through them looking for any interesting bit of information.

"Did you know that they once had a burn victim here that lived in a coma for seven years? She like… just vanished one day. How whacked out is that?"

"Sora." Riku put down his own file to stare at the babbling man. "I appreciate everything that you've done for me… and I really appreciate your company. But do you really need to… narrate everything you do?" Sora shrugged, putting the paperwork down on top of a closed box as he stretched up, fumbling around for one they hadn't gone through.

"No, but I guess sitting around all quiet and silent seems like a waste too. So, hey, what's the story here? Are you this chick's girlfriend, or is she dating that other guy, or are you dating the guy or what's going on? What's the relationship triangle?"

He rolled his eyes. "No one's dating anyone. Kairi's my friend, and so is Roxas. I've grown up with Roxas since as long as I can remember and I've known Kairi since I was seven or so. No romantic feelings involved between anyone."

"Huh." Sora stopped what he was doing for a moment to stare over at Riku, disbelief evident in his expression. "So you're running all over this crazy town looking for your friends? There's not even an exciting story behind it?"

"Yeah, sorry. I wish I could tell you that Kairi was really Roxas' twin sister and they had only just been reunited and that I had impregnated her except that would all just be a lie." He grinned slightly. "We're all just… friends. What about you? Why are you here?"

"I… I think I'm looking for some people too," Sora said after a moment, his expression twisting into confusion. "But, the thing is… I know that I woke up and the town was all like this, and I know it wasn't like this before. And I know things, you know, about the history of this place, and just things in general, and I know that I'm missing something, but…" He looked down, hand still resting on the upper ledge of the shelving unit. "I can't remember what or who I'm looking for, only that it's important and I think I really need to find it."

Riku slowly got up, feeling incredibly uncomfortable and completely responsible for the situation that was occurring. "It's not… I mean, you'll find what you're… oh my god, what is that?"

"What's what?" Sora glanced up as Riku stepped next to him, stretching up to the tips of his toes to grope around the shelf. He had more reach and after a moment his fingers snagged on the straps of the bag he had seen. "Riku?"

"This, I saw…" He grunted when he thudded back down on his heels, the bag pulling forward and slipping off the shelf. Riku caught it easily with his other hand. "This. Maybe there's something in here?"

"Oh." Sora looked perplexed before he crouched down next to him, watching in interest as Riku fumbled with the straps to open the bag. "Guess I was too short to reach it, sorry. So what's inside…?"

Yanking it open, Riku stared. There was a bound file on top with the words 'Riku Aderas' stamped on front. He lifted it up; beneath it was a 'Kairi Gardens', followed by a 'Sora Warren' and a 'Roxas Warren'. He frowned at that. "Sora, are you related to Roxas?"

"What? No, I've never met him before."

"You guys just share the…" Riku shook his head before grabbing the file labeled Roxas and unwrapping the string binding it shut. Inside was a thick stack of papers that had a fresh appearance, meshing with the weathered look of everything else in the hospital.

With little ceremony he dumped the contents of the file onto the floor and spread them out, glancing through the. 'Subject shows extreme signs of hostility', 'subject has a low grasp of reality', 'subject insists upon the existence of an alternate 'other''. "What the hell… what the hell is any of this?"

"Did you guys ever go see any sort of therapist?" Sora asked gingerly, reaching into the pile for his folder.

"No! Did you?"

"I'm not entirely sure I would remember if I had."

Curiosity warred with better judgment as Riku stared at his own folder lying so neatly on the cement floor, but his stomach twisted at the thought of seeing whatever was written inside. Hand drifting lazily for a moment, he made a quick decision and reached into the bag for Kairi's. It was her they were looking for, after all. Maybe the file would have information on where to find her.

As Riku picked up the folder his fingers brushed along the edge of something hard and plastic beneath it. Frowning, he pulled his hand out before looking into the bottom of the bag. There, previously hidden under all the files, was a small hand-held radio. "Radio? What's with this radio…"

"Riku?" Sora glanced up from his own file to glance curiously at him as he pulled the object out. Twisting the knob on, both men blinked before clapping their hands over their ears as a splitting screech of static cut through the air. "Ah, Riku! Turn that damn thing off!"

"Sorry, sorry!" Hastily complying, the silver-haired man dropped the radio onto the empty bag, ears ringing with the sound of falling snow and crackling reception. "Damnit, should've checked for volume first… Well, at least we know it still works."

"Yeah, but it would be helpful if we had a second one or if we knew someone we could talk to with it," Sora pointed out, flipping his file shut. Riku craned his neck a moment, eyes glancing down to see if he could catch anything on the paper, but the brunet had it cover too fast. "I think you were right before. This room is a bust; we should be looking somewhere else. Somewhere else, Riku," he said again for emphasis, and he sighed.

"Yeah, I know," he started when a loud bzzzt interrupted him. Both males stared at each other, spooked and stir-crazy, and the noise cut off for a moment before starting again, louder and angrier than before. The bag, half covered with closed files and pinned down with the radio, jumped and vibrated as a blue light flashed through its fabric. "Wha-?"

He didn't wait for a third ring. Reaching inside, Riku scooped out the cellphone, nearly sobbing with relief when he stared at the familiar silver object. The screen was glowing, Kairi's name and number flashing bright as it hummed violently in his hand. "Oh thank you – Kairi? Kairi!" he said eagerly, flipping the phone open and turning away from Sora, wanting a little privacy for this conversation.

"-ku? Riku, is …at yo…?"

"Kairi?" Behind him, Sora slipped closer and placed a hand on his shoulder, eyes bright with worry. Riku shrugged it away as his hand tensed around the tiny electronic device. "Kairi, I can barely hear you; you must be in some place with bad reception."

"Ri… …re a… …u? I… …ke up …d… G… Ro… …as go… and… …ese thi…"

"Kairi." Sora had moved about, sitting in front now, and his face read nothing but concern. Riku grit his teeth, determined to ignore him, and tried to piece together what she was saying. "Kairi, I can't understand what you're saying. Where are you?"

"…m a… … o… hos… Hur… …ease the… ar… …ese… oh g…. no …ere… …ik… the… …omi… …hey… com… they…"

The phone suddenly fell silently, ending as the girl's voice hit a fevered pitch. Riku sat in the dark, face illuminated only by the glow from the phone, and stared blankly ahead. Something was ticking in the background, an annoying chirp that was growing louder and frantic in his ear. His hand went slack, the phone clattered to the ground, and suddenly Sora was yelling in his face, hands gripping his shoulders tightly as he shook him.

"Riku, Riku, come on," he hissed and Riku shook his head. "Riku!"

"I know, I'm here, just…" Irritated, he slapped the younger man's hand away and shifted back. "I know."

"We should go," Sora said cautiously, hand snaking out to snag the fallen cellphone. After a moment Riku nodded, teeth digging into his bottom lip. "Come on, we've already checked and we know she's not here."

"I know." He nodded again, hands sliding along the floor to help push him up. "I know, she's somewhere else, and we wasted all this time looking for her here because I was an idiot and didn't get the clue when I should have. Sora… is she okay?" Turquoise eyes looked into the brightest blue he had ever seen and the shorter man glanced down quickly, afraid to answer. "… She has to be okay."

"Come on," he said again, softer now. "She's probably just in some building, hiding in a cabinet because of those things we saw earlier. You know girls," Sora added, attempting a joke.

Brushing the back of his pants off, Riku gave him a weak smile in return before heading for the door, flashlight and broken radio tightly in hand. The files were left on the floor, the one labeled 'Riku' kicked carelessly atop of Kairi's and several papers had fallen out from the sudden abrupt movements of the two men.

'Subject claims another world exists, connected to this one through a series of 'paths' that only certain vessels can travel. He insists upon the literal existence of 'darkness' and describes it as a being that consumes all. Subject shows great guilt over giving 'into' the darkness and is eager to atone for his 'crimes.'

Note to nurses: Keep him separated from R.W. He's far too willing to believe anything he's told.'

The radio started to hiss and crackle as they stepped off the landing to the first floor. Sora turned back and gave him a dirty look, causing Riku to frantically pull it from his pocket, but the hand-held device was off when he lifted it up. "… I don't know why it's doing this. It shouldn't be working at all."

"Huh." Sora gingerly took it from his hands and waved it out. The noise got louder as he pointed it down the hallway, the crackling becoming more defined as shifts and bumps. "Maybe it's responding to something?" With a shrug he started forward, led by the noises, and Riku gaped before shaking his head.

"This is what my life has been reduced to," he mumbled. "Following a crazy guy who thinks a radio is telling him where to go."

The noise reached its pitch outside of a door labeled 'basement' and the two men glanced at each other. "We were here earlier," Riku said slowly, and Sora nodded in agreement.

"It was definitely locked," he said, hesitantly pushing on the door. It swung open easily, revealing a dark staircase. "… after you?"

Riku gave him a look before stepping forward, yellow flashlight beam cutting weakly through the dark. "Can you find a way to shut that thing off?" he hissed, starting down. This was like one of those scenes out of a horror movie, where the stupid blond decides to investigate on her own. Bad enough they were heading down the steps when they knew something else had to be down here – advertising their location seemed like the definition of dumb.

There was a click and sudden silence; whatever Sora had done had worked and the radio was suddenly dead quiet. The silence was equally unnerving, but now they could creep down in relative peace, the only sounds punctuating the air that of their breath and of the creaking steps. At the bottom Riku stopped suddenly, causing the younger man to stumble into him, but before he could say anything the silver-haired man held up a hand.

"Shh… look," he whispered, pointing. All the doors were shut save for one. It was cracked open slightly and white light was edging out. Shadows were visible, figures walking past the doorway, but no one seemed aware of the two males standing in the hall outside. "Come on, we should take a closer look."

"Oh, yeah, now who's the crazy guy?" Sora whispered back and Riku grinned. "Oh, why am I even still following you…"

Footsteps were heard from instead along with the sound of a muffled female voice. Brow furrowing, Riku pressed his eye up to the crack to peer inside and bit down on his lip to keep from gasping out loud. Two of those nurse things were shuffling about, heads twisting and bodies twitching as they groped around blindly, and strapped to an operating table was Kairi. Blood was dripping from the metal onto the floor and he spotted a scalpel in the hands of one of the twitching monsters. "Kai-!"

"Shhh!" He was yanked away and a hand was pressed up against his mouth, silencing him. Riku glared furiously at Sora, allowing the man to keep him pinned for a moment before shoving him away. "What the hell are you thinking?"

"They have Kairi, they're hurting Kairi! We have to help her!"

"And with what?" Riku blinked and blanched; they had carelessly left the pipe up in the room. "If you have a plan I'll be glad to go along with it."

"… yeah, yeah, yeah I have a plan," he said after a moment. Sora blinked up at him, eyeing him cautiously. "And my plan is to get Kairi the fuck out of there!"

The last part was not said softly, nor quietly, and from outside they both heard the shuffling footsteps halt. Sora gaped up as Riku snarled and ripped the door open, charging blindly in to stop the twisted hospital attendants. Surprise was definitely a factor on his side; they stood shock still for a moment as he smash the flashlight against the face of one, but pain seared across his ribs as the second lashed out with the tiny knife.

The stupidity of his plan was starting to sink in as Riku found himself backing up, caught between a wall and two angry, vicious, and violent monsters. A tray was next to the table with various operating tools spread across it, none large enough to be helpful. Ignoring them, he grabbed it by the base and shoved it forward, tripping the one nurse and causing her to stumble into the other. Kairi screamed something from the table, but it was unintelligible from the strap across her mouth.

Hurrying over to her, Riku fumbled with the strap over her right wrist, fingers slipping over the blood-slick leather. It took him a moment but it finally came free, allowing her to reach around and start working on her left hand while he worked on her ankles.

A hand touched his shoulder and Riku twisted around, reaching back for something to attack the nurse with when the IV stand connected with the side of her face. She crumpled to the ground, revealing an irate looking Sora. "Am I always going to be saving your ass?" he asked, causing Riku to grin in response.

"Well, if it works," he said, turning back to Kairi. The girl had managed to free her other wrist and was working on ripping the strap off of her mouth. Leaving the job of keeping the monsters at bay to Sora, Riku working the leather strap free of her right ankle and shifted around to finish getting her free.

As soon as she was unbound from the table the tiny red-headed bounded off, legs catching and buckling as she hit the floor. Riku caught her and winced, noticing for the first time the blood smeared over her arms and across her stomach. Like Sora and himself she was dressed oddly – a bright pink dress that barely went to her mid-thigh with three zippers running down its length. Underneath was a white camisole with a black hood attached. The entirety of the outfit was stained and ripped, crimson coloring the pink as torn flesh peeked through the fabric. They didn't have her for long, he gathered, but they were vicious with the time they had.

"Let's go," he urged, helping her out of the room and up the stairs. It was pitch-black and he stumbled, confused, before remembering that the flashlight was now lying on the floor of the operating room. It had been damn useful, but going back to get it was out of the question. "Come on, just close your eyes and careful, don't trip…"

"Riku," Kairi panted, leaning against him and groaning with pain. "Riku, we can't leave Sora behind."

"I'm sure he's-" Riku stutter-stopped, voice catching as he hauled her up the last step. She stared back at him, blue eyes wide with confusion and worry. "… but we've never met Sora before."

"What do you mean? Riku, Sora came here with us…. Riku?" She licked her lip, shrinking subconsciously away from him as he continued to stare, horror evident in his expression. "Riku, what's wrong? You, you're-"

"Come on!" Before the conversation could be continued a gloved hand grasped his wrist, jerking him forward. Riku glanced up, stumbling along with Kairi, and blinked when he saw Sora running, flashlight held tightly in hand. "Those things will be back and we better be gone when they get up here!"