Silent Evil

Chapter 5

"Shell, wake up." I heard Cybil's voice.

"Mh….huh….?" I mumbled and opened my eyes. Leigh was slowly waking up. "What's wrong Cybil?"

"Your captain….he's not here."

"What?" I sat up, shoving the covers off.

"I woke up and he was gone."

"Shit." I whispered and jumped off the bed, grabbing my gun/flashlight. "Well, he couldn't have gone far."

Suddenly, the siren began wailing and the environment began to get dark. "Leigh, stay close." I whispered to her. She nodded and held my hand tightly as the three of us left the room.

The hallways were pitch-black and we heard water dripping. "Wesker?" I called out his name.

We quietly and slowly moved down the hallway until we came to a stairway. I shined my flashlight and saw a trail of blood leading up the stairs. Cybil knelt down and touched the trail with her fingers. "It's warm….must of been recent." She stood up, seeing the expression on my face. "Hey," she put a hand on my shoulder. "We're gonna find him." Her hand fell from my shoulder.

I took a deep breath and nodded. We walked up the stairs. The trail of blood went a little farther down the hallway and into room number 207. Cybil went on one side of the door and I went on the other. I silently counted to three and nodded to her. She also nodded and moved, kicking the door open.

There were candles lit all around the large apartment room and in the middle of the living room were 3 kids, two girls and a boy. The girls looked around ages 6-8 years old and the boy looked about 13-years old. And on the floor was an unconscious Wesker.

"Oh-no." I whispered and put my gun on my belt, rushing over to the captain. "Captain?" I shook his shoulder.

"We found him in the hallway." The 6 year-old girl said.

"We believe he was attacked by one of those child-like creatures." The boy said.

I then noticed several slash and cut marks on Wesker's legs, arms and face. I took the sunglasses off and placed them in my breast pocket. I took my backpack off my back and got out some peroxide and bandages.

"What are your names?" Cybil asks.

"I'm Leslie Night." The 6-year old girl answered.

"I'm Ashley Jones." The 8-year old girl replied.

"And I'm Steve Parris." The boy says.

"Cybil, do me a favor and grab the paper and pen from my back pocket and put a check by their names." I said as I tended to Wesker's injuries.

Minutes later, Cybil put the pen and paper into my back pocket. "How long you guys been living here?" she asks.

"About a week and a half. We stay here and be careful when we go out because those monsters are out there." Ashley replied.

I was tending to the last of Wesker's injuries when he groaned and began to stir. "Cybil, come help me." I said.

She walked over. "What do I need to do?"

I carefully put an arm around the captain's shoulders and cautiously sat him up. "Check his head for any cuts or bumps. If he has a concussion, we'll have to be sure."

Cybil checked and shook her head. "There's nothing."

I nodded. "Okay….." I watched as the captain put a hand to his face and shook his head a few times before opening his icy blue eyes. "You okay Cap?"

"I….believe so. Where are we?"

"In room 207. We found three more of the missing persons. Three kids." I answered.

"Joseph to Shell."

I grabbed the radio off my belt. "This is Shell, what's up Joseph?"

"Where are you guys at?"

"Bluecreek Apartments. Found three of the missing persons. All kids." I answered.

"Okay, we are actually right next to the Bluecreek Apartments. We haven't found anyone yet." Joseph said.

"Alright, we'll meet up with you guys outside and figure out where to go from there."

"See ya in a bit."

I put the radio on my belt and helped Wesker stand. "Alright, Joseph and Brad are outside waiting for us. We should go." I just realized Wesker had snatched his sunglasses from me and put them on his face.

"We can't leave. Those monsters are out there." Leslie says in a frightened voice.

"Don't worry. We came to protect you." I smiled. "C'mon, our friends are waiting outside."

As we left the room, I realized Wesker was limping. "Did one of those creatures hurt your leg?" I ask.

"It's nothing." He said, leaning against the wall.

I frowned. "Nothing my ass." I grabbed his arm and put it over my shoulders. "You're a stubborn man." I said as I helped him down the stairs.

"And you're a stubborn girl."

I grinned to myself. "It happens."

We moved out into the pitch-black darkness and Joseph and Brad walked towards us. "Whoa, Heh, guess you found lots." Joseph said.

"Let's move on to Rosewater Park. It should be down the road." Cybil says.

We moved down the road when the siren wailed again. The darkness began to disappear.

"Hey, watch the road." I said. "It's like all the dark stuff is peeling away."

"The siren must be warning us of something." Brad suggested.

"The siren….." I gasped. "That's it!"

"What's it?" Wesker asks.

"The siren warns us when the darkness comes and when the darkness goes away." I answered. "Someone must be controlling the siren."

"There's a church nearby. I think we should check that out." Cybil suggested.

….

"That must be it."

I pulled the map out from Wesker's back pocket and looked at it. "Yeah, St. Stella Church." I folded the map back up and put it into his back pocket. "Let's check it out."

"Miss…" Leslie pulled on my pants. "That church is bad."

"How so sweetie?" I ask.

Leslie took Steve's hand and looked at the ground.

Cybil brought out her gun and pushed the church doors open. They opened with a loud creak and we walked in.

"This place gives me the creeps." Joseph commented.

I carefully set Wesker down in one of the long wooden seats. "I wonder if anyone lives here."

All of a sudden, the candles that were set all around the room lit up and Wesker stood bring out his gun. "I guess that answers your question." He said.

The four kids crowed around me. "See? I told you this church was bad." Leslie said, clutching my leg.

"Yeah, someone lives here. Shouldn't we be glad about that?" Brad asks.

"I don't know man. This place still gives me the creeps." Joseph said, looking around.

"It shouldn't." a woman's voice said.

"Who's there? Show yourself!" Cybil shouted.

We all watched as an old woman walked out from the back of the stage. She wore robes and a veil on her head.

"Who are you?" I ask, aiming my gun.

"There is no need to point those awful things at me. I mean you no harm." The woman chuckled a little. Not darkly, but kinda friendly.

I glanced at Wesker. He nodded and put his gun away. I did the same and then everyone else did.

"My name is Dahlia Gillespie." The woman says as she walked off the stage and down to us. She was barefoot.

Leslie buried her face in my leg and whimpered slightly. Steve looked slightly scared; Leigh gripped Wesker's hand and hid behind his leg while Ashley stood close to Steve.

"Do you live here all by yourself?" Cybil asks.

"Yes," Dahlia answered. "And what are you people doing here?"

"We um….came to look for some missing persons." I answered. "I'm sorry, but can we take in private?"

Dahlia nodded and left the room.

"What's up?" Joseph asks as he, Brad and Cybil came close.

"I got a bad feeling about that woman guys." I said quietly. She might be listening. "We shouldn't trust her."

"Shell's right." Wesker says. "We should leave, soon."

"Alright. Let's move out of here quietly so she doesn't notice we're leaving."

All of us quietly moved towards the doors.

"Where are you going?" Dahlia asks.

"I'm sorry, but we have to go. We need to find the other missing persons and leave." I answered.

"Oh stay."

I pulled out my gun and aimed it at her. "Listen lady, we don't trust you. And frankly, I'm sure you don't trust us either."

Dahlia frowned. "I mean you no-."

"Shut up." Cybil pulled out her gun.

All of a sudden, the siren began to wail.

"Who's controlling that siren?" Joseph asks.

"Nobody." Dahlia answers. "You don't want to go out there. It's dangerous when the darkness comes."

"I'd rather take my chances out there than with you." I said.

"Your friends are going to die. No matter what you do." Dahlia says and grinned darkly.

My eyes widened. "How did you….?"

"I may be old, but I'm not blind." Dahlia said with a frown. "I've seen your friends walk around, looking for the missing persons. This is all Alessa's fault."

My eyes narrowed. "Alessa?"

"My daughter. She's the reason why everything here in Silent Hill is the way it is."

Wesker grunted, leaning against the wall. "We are leaving, now."

"Suit yourself." Dahlia said.