DISCLAIMER: I do not own the rights to the Silent hill series, or the Resident Evil series.

Other: I have a learning disability, and it causes me to have some problems with spelling and grammar. If you find any errors, please let me know :)

It hadn't been long after Heather and Douglas escaped from Silent Hill that they moved in together in the town of Brahms, the closest town to Silent Hill. She wanted to stay near the town she'd, in a fashion, created, and Douglas had felt guilty about Harry's death. He felt the need to stay with the only person who'd experienced the hell with him.

Heather changed her name back to Cheryl, and went to the local high school to finish school. Douglas joined the local police force as an independent detective, and, once out of high school, Heather applied to become an officer.

Everything had been going wonderfully, Heather was working as a cop, and Douglas as a detective, until, 5 years later when they came to the town and changed everything.

It was strange, Heather reflected. Waking up without her father here, a plate of food in one hand, scolding her for staying up so late had become so routine. But that was before. Now she was waking up to notes from Douglas on the counter, reminding her that he'd be away, working on a case, or that they needed eggs or chocolate milk.

She got dressed in her uniform, and walked to her car, several pieces of toast in her hand. She always drove to work, even though the walk to the station was about 10 minutes from the house. It was one of her irrational fears, one of many that she'd gained from Silent Hill.

Heather got to the station 20 minutes early, and as she stepped into the lobby, she could see that the entire place was in some sort of frenzy.

"Sam!" Heather walked over to the short, red-headed secretary at the front desk. "What's going on? Did something happen?"

"Oh my god! Cheryl! You would not believe! Apparently, some government agents are here! And the crazy thing is..." Sam looked around, and whispered, "I heard they want to go to Silent Hill!"

Heather paled. "Silent Hill?" She was whispering as well, a force of habit, another quirk brought on by too much time in that town. "Why would they want to go there?"

Sam pushed up her glasses. "I have no idea...No good has ever come from that place...And all of those disappearances...Maybe that's-"

Sam wasn't able to finish, as Bill Hollandays, Heathers co-worker, called out her name.

"Mason!" Heather looked over where he was standing. "Chief's calling a meeting! You're lucky you came in early!"

"Be right there." Heather turned back to Sam. "I'll talk to you later then?"

"You betcha! Now get going! I bet this is about those agents...Tell me everything later, ok?"

Heather waved as she walked with Hollandays into the large conference room. There were so many people in the room that the all ready short chief had to stand on the table just to get everyone's attention.

"Ok people! Are we all here?" The chief was a strong looking woman named Cybil Bennett. Heather knew that Cybil had known her father, and that she had also gone through Silent Hill, but she didn't feel comfortable speaking much with the chief. She didn't want to face much probing into what happened after her dad had left with her from that place.

"Ok, we have an...unusual situation on our hands. As some of you have already heard, there is a group of people in the city who "need" to get into Silent Hill."

Everyone went quiet. No one even liked think of the town that was so close. Finally though, someone asked what was on all of their minds.

"Why are they here then?"

Cybil sighed. "Because they want someone to take them there and someone to accompany them throughout the town. They tried elsewhere, but no one would agree to come with them. So they've come here, looking for...volunteers to show them around the town."

There was a stunned silence, then someone cried out.

"What! Are you kidding me? There's no way any of us are going to want to go there! I don't care who these people are, there is no way I'm going within 5000 miles of that...place!"

Heather nodded as everyone else began to nervously chatter.

"Quiet down!" Cybil roared. She then sighed. "Don't worry, most of you are exempt from this...They seem to only want people who have been to Silent Hill before."

There was another silence as the gathered people tried to figure out if "going when I was 6 and stupid to the theme park" counted as going to Silent Hill.

"If you want to do this, just come and talk to me. I'll be in my office...Now, get back to work!"

Heather went through the rest of her day in a haze after the announcement. After arriving back at her house after work, and after checking the locks to make sure no one had gotten in or taken anything, she pulled a blanket around her shoulders, and sat on the couch, staring into nothing. It was about an hour and a half before Douglas returned from work, a pizza and a box of Heathers favourite take-out food in his hands.

"Hey. I heard about the announcement. Are you ok...?"

He trailed off, giving her a concerned look that she didn't seem to notice, or plain out ignored.

They ate in silence, until Heather exploded, angrily voicing what she'd been thinking all day.

"They want people who've been to Silent Hill before, and I know that there are only 3 people who have really been there, and that's me, you, and Cybil! But Cybil's the chief, so she can't just up and leave, and you're too old to do that again. Sorry, but it's true. So that just leaves me...I really, really don't want to go back there but..." She trailed off, eyes focusing on a patch of peeling wall paper behind Douglas's shoulder.

"But? But what?" Douglas raised an eyebrow, before starting up again. "And I'm not too old! If you're thinking what I know you're thinking, then I'm coming with you. You need someone else who knows the town with you."

With that said, he finished off his piece of pizza and stood. "Shall I call Cybil then? And tell her that we'll be the ones going?"

Heather nodded, her mouth busy scarfing down the Chinese she'd been ignoring in favour of feeling depressed and nervous.

Yeah yeah, I should probably finish my other stuff before starting something new, but...