Disclaimer: I do not own the Silent Hill series, including SH3. I do not any of the characters, places, or other relative ideas that are involved in this game. All I own is my OC, Katy.

A/N: Second chapter and this might get interesting. I don't know about you guys, but Douglas is annoying (well his voice is annoying…). Time to wake up and read!

Chapter Two: Waking Into A Nightmare

I awoke from my crazy dream and lifted my head from the hard surface of the table. Wait…table? Where the hell was my bed? I should be in my room, groggily waking up and prepared to get ready for another boring school day. Glancing around, I saw that I was in a food place. The smell of frying hamburgers filled my nostrils and it made my stomach grumble. Except for an old man who was staring at the menu, I was the only person in this place. Time to leave…and maybe I should call my parents as well.

Correction: it wasn't just a food place, it was a mall. A sense of déjà vu came to me as I walked along, searching for a phone. Why do I get the feeling I know this place? Confused, I took random turns until I found a small section with payphones. I dropped a couple coins into the slot and called my dad. He picked up after four rings and his voice sounded tired, not worried as I thought he'd be.

"Hey, Dad. Can you pick me up? Hello?" Static suddenly erupted from the phone and I sighed. That had been the last of my coins. Replacing the receiver, I noticed an old man behind me, the same one that was in that burger shop with me. He looked a little familiar as well, but I disregarded it. I held out the phone to him and he shook his head solemnly. Okay, whatever. He better not be following me…

Unfortunately, that's exactly what he did. After I walked away, I could hear his footsteps close behind me, matching my pace. I quickened my steps, but he just did the same. Paranoia and fear slid down my spine, imagining the types of things that could happen to teenage girls nowadays. What the hell is with this guy?

"Katherine," he called out to me in a slightly raspy voice. My feet halted as he said my name. How the hell did he know my name? Was he stalking me? Did he know where I lived, too? Reluctantly, I turned my head slightly to face him. "I need to speak to you. My name is Douglas Cartland. I'm a detective," he explained carefully. My body froze and I stared at him as if he were crazy. What did he just say? Was I hearing him correctly? Oh, hell no…

"Douglas?" It was the only thing I could say; it didn't make sense. This was the detective from Silent Hill 3, the one that tracked Heather down for Claudia in the beginning of the game. My dream resurfaced in my mind and a chill crawled across my skin. He nodded at me and held his hands up to show he wasn't going to try anything.

"There's someone who wants to meet you. Just let me have an hour—no, half an hour of your time," he pleaded with me. I knew who he was going to introduce me to and I wasn't going through with it. It was too much to take in.

"Sorry, I'm not interested," I said in a snide voice. I began walking away again, but he came after me. God, didn't this guy ever give up? No wonder Heather wanted to avoid him so much.

"It's very important. It's about your birth," he called out. Wait…did he actually think I was Heather? Was I playing her role? I expected the pain in my stomach to come right there, so that it could prove my suspicions right, but it didn't come.

"Look, I don't want to hear about anything that has to do with my birth or about Claudia and her stupid plans. I think you have the wrong person," I snapped back at him, fed up with his pursuit. Douglas stared at me with wide eyes. What did I say to make him look like that?

"How do you know Claudia?" Shit. I figured something had slipped out, but then again, how can't it when I've played the Silent Hill games at least four times each? I had gotten so used to yelling at the television screen or yelling at the characters even though they couldn't hear me. Now, I made a mistake and I wasn't sticking around to face it.

"Never mind. Give her my regards, why don't ya?" Above our heads was a sign pointing towards the restrooms and I made a beeline for them. Douglas must have seen where I was headed for he ran to catch up to me before I reached the door.

"I'll wait here," he assured me calmly. Good…because I'm not coming back, I thought as I ducked into the bathroom. Standing in front of the mirror, I gasped at my reflection. My normally long blond hair was now incredibly short. My clothes consisted of a white vest, a dark skirt, and high boots. Oh, God no…I was wearing her clothes. This could not be happening.

"Hell, hell, hell," I screeched, kicking the wall beside me. What was I supposed to do? It was easy to play Silent Hill 3 when I had a controller in my hand, but I'd probably die in real life. There was no way I could do what Heather could do. Oh God…did I have to actually…throw up a...a…no, I would certainly not think about that now. Now wasn't the time.

Spotting the window, I shoved it open and lifted one foot up onto the radiator. Awkwardly, I managed to get half my body through the window. It was a struggle to push myself through the rest of the way. How the hell did Heather do these kinds of things? She made them look easy as pie. I kicked my feet and thought that if any woman came in here now, boy would she get a sight. Finally, I tumbled through the window and landed painfully on the cement outside.

"Ouch," I complained, brushing dust and dirt off my clothes. Now, there should be a door somewhere along the alley. Running at full speed, I was out of breath by the time I found it. Pushing it open, I re-entered the mall.

It was really dark now and I could barely see anything in front of me. Great. The first thing I needed was a flashlight and it would be so much simpler if I was staring at a television screen. Where was I supposed to get the flashlight again? Moving down the hall, I ducked underneath a barrier. I walked into the first open store I could find.

"Hey!" A small gun was lying on the floor and I picked it up carefully. I had no experience with a gun and I was pretty sure I'd shoot myself in the eye or something. Still, at least it was a weapon. Hold on…wasn't there some kind of monster when Heather first grabbed her gun? Uh-oh…

A tall, bulky monster was kneeling beside what looked to be another monster and it was devouring it. My stomach twisted at the sight of it; all that blood and gore…I always felt queasy around blood, even though I could watch it in horror movies or games. The thing picked its head up and glanced at me, its bloody mouth snarling. Oh, crap…

I held up the gun in self-defense, but it did little to comfort me. I didn't even know how to shoot. Terrified, I pulled the trigger as it came towards me. The gun jerked backwards in my hands and I almost lost my balance. Again I shot the monster until my bullets ran out. It lunged for me and then, as if something had suddenly dealt great damage to it, it dropped to the floor, dead. This is way too close for comfort, I thought, falling to the floor.

This was going to become my greatest nightmare, I already knew. God, what have I gotten myself into this time?

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Well, that's the chapter. I know these are pretty short chapters right now, but I plan to make them longer as I go along. Now, if I were really in Silent Hill 3, I probably wouldn't even get to Silent Hill before I died…but that's just me. I hope you guys are enjoying the story so far. Remember to hit that review button (if you haven't already).