A/N: Hello again everyone~ I'm back with chapter 4. Sorry for taking so long, been busy and whatnot. I hope you can forgive me! and please give me reviews and feel free to share suggestions for future chapters. This chapter is pretty long! But without further ado, chapter four~

CHAPTER 4:

Heather

Oh god, how could I have forgotten..that..that monster! I had seen him before, in this same hospital. It turned valves.

How could I of been so stupid?

As soon as I saw him I realised my mistake. And it was so strange, he made these weird coughing sounds, does it even have a mouth? Why would it cough? oh, sorry Mr monster, I didn't realise you had a cold. I'll go find you some tissues! Oh Heather, you are terrible at jokes.

But it wasn't only here I had seen this particular monster, he was also there when the god was created. He had been in many places. It was as if he was following me.

Who was this creature?

There seemed to only be one of them, I hadn't seen a bunch of them together like the other monsters would do. Perhaps it was just the one? If there was only one, he must be important somehow.

Maybe that was why he was there when the god was created.

I didn't stick around for long though as I turned around on my heel and bolted down the hall in the opposite direction. I searched for a place to hide. The god may of been important to this monster, he was probably pissed I killed it.

I heard an echo from the room he had been in, he was coming after me.

I spotted a door at the end of a hallway and quickly made my way towards it, not caring my boots were making loud thuds against the tiles. I just needed to hide. I slowed down and reached out to grasp the door handle, I turned it and quickly went inside shutting the door behind me.

I pressed my forehead against the door, panting. As my breathing returned to normal and I calmed down, I became aware of the sounds around me. Growling, heavy breathing, gasping? the clacking of heels.
Nurses? and something else.

I looked to my left, a bookshelf is seated beside the door. So whatever is in here must not of seen me come in. Convenient.

I lean forward, peeking my head around the bookshelf to see what was happening. And my jaw drops in shock.

Valtiel

I crawl across the wall of the hallway, making my way to the door Cheryl walked through. I jump off the wall, and land on the floor with a thud. I listen closely for a moment.

"No...no get back! get back!" I can hear Cheryl shout. Her voice is muffled behind the thick wooden door. I waste no time in yanking the door open and rushing in.

I can see three nurses in the corner of the room, huddled up with eachother with their mangled faces turned watching the Red Pyramid. Watching him catch his next victim.

Cheryl is in the other corner, pressed against the filthy wall holding up a knife. I notice the Red Pyramid is not holding his ridiculously massive knife, like he'd need it against the young woman. As an executioner he was naturally extremely muscular.

I see the large sword-like knife across the room, and make my move.

Heather

Holy shit. I should never of came back to this hospital.

I walked into a room with a few nurses and this creepy monster that looked relatively human besides the weird metal pyramid shaped helmet he wore. He has ridiculous muscles and some kind of butchers apron covered in blood and dirt.

Hes approaching me slowly, I take out my knife and hold it up in defense. But this doesn't seem to threaten him at all. God damn, I need to find a gun!

And suddenly, I see that monster from before. The valve turner. He moves faster than I thought possible as he picks up a large blade and is suddenly charging at the weird pyramid creature.

My attacker turns just in time to be bashed over the head with the blade. A loud clang echoes through the room as it hits his helmet. He stumbles and falls to the ground. But I have a feeling he will recover quickly.

I stare down in shock.

I feel a hand grasp my wrist firmly and pull me out of the room. I stumble behind him. His hand in a dark crimson glove is clamped tightly on my thin arm. We left the room, he slams the door shut and rushes down the halls.

I'm traumitized, did this monster just rescue me? where is he taking me? why?

I look at the back of his head. He has no hair, his skin is pale and dirty and has strange creases and folds. He is wearing some kind of robe with no sleeves and I can faintly make out two tattoos on his shoulders of a symbol. It looks familiar..

My eyes follow downwards and I can see he is wearing black boots. 'The pyramid creature had them too' I note.

I come back to reality, blinking a few times. I look at my arm trapped in his firm grip. His hand is cold. I tug backwards trying to free myself.

"..H-hey..could you let me go now..please?...excuse me?.." I try to talk to him but he doesn't seem to respond. I continue to pull at my arm but his hand doesn't budge.

"Where are you taking me?..who are you?"

...

"Answer me!"

He emitts a soft growling noise and quickly turns and walks into a room, shutting the door behind us.

He then lets go of my arm, but stands infront of the door. Probably to prevent me from escaping.

I rub my arm, which is now sore. It'll probably have a bruise by tomorrow.

I cautiously back further into the room, this was a monster either way and you just can't trust people around here. I stare at his face, no eyes or any real human features. He seems to twitch and shiver every now an again.

"Why did you rescue me? who are you?" I ask quietly again.

He tilts his head up slightly and begins his nasty cold sounds, he shakes his head then does it again. But then he seems to begin forming words, I watch as the creases on his face move as he speaks and my eyes widen.

"..V..Val..tiel.." he forces the broken word out and then exhales a raspy breath.

I hear myself gasp softly as I raise my hand to my mouth. His voice is deep, and clearly hardly used. Could all the monsters speak? and the word he said, Valtiel? was that who he was? it sounds strangely familiar, and I feel a strange feeling in my stomach.

"Y-you can talk? how? is..is Valtiel your name?" I ask.

Valtiel

I attempted to speak, and apparently I can. Although it will take a while to get used to. I tell her my name. And she seems shocked.

"Is Valtiel your name?"

Oh how I love how she says my name. Her sweet voice says it perfectly. I reply to her question with a nod. Cheryl drags a hand through her dirty blonde hair, and sits on the edge of a gurney in the corner of the room.

"I'm so confused. And scared, and I just...I don't know what I'm doing here anymore." She says probably more so to herself. She stares at the tiled floor with her eyebrows furrowed.

"Are you going to hurt me?" she asks quietly and looks up at me.

I immediately shake my head, oh no Cheryl, i'd never purposely harm you.

She seems to relax, but I know she doesn't trust me completely.

What do I do now? I didn't exactly think this through. I know i've grown a small attachment to the girl I brought back to life more than anyone. The girl I followed the entire time she was here. I just want her to be safe, and in the hands of the Red Pyramid she definetly was anything but safe. We still weren't completely safe in the hospital, so that would be the new plan. Get Cheryl to safety. But where?

I ponder this for a moment, looking at the floor. Practically anywhere in Silent Hill is relatively dangerous. But this particular place was overpopulated with nurses, and the Red Pyramid was currently here. One of the apartments seems like a considerable idea. And as I look up at Cheryl, I see she has fallen asleep on the gurney. It's been a rough day for her.

I slowly walk over to her and stare down at her sleeping form, she looks so peaceful. All her worries faded away when she slipped in unconsicousness. All the bad memories and pain are replaced with soothing dreams. An escape from the painful reality.

Oh how I wish I could sleep. I rest, daydream, yes. But not sleep. Instead I am burdened with more hours.

I feel a warmth in my chest looking down at the girl who had let her guard down around me, an unknown creature she doesn't trust. Or perhaps she does?

I decide on taking her to one of the apartments. I tuck my arms under Cheryl and lift her body off the gurney. I carry her like a bride out of the room and towards the exit of the hospital.

I feel her stir slightly, I look down on her. She shifts and nuzzles her head against my chest, still asleep.

That warm feeling in my chest is there again.

A/N: Oh snap, that was a really long chapter! I hope you guys like it haha. Please review~