epilogue: bitter-sweet
The misty fog felt good on Harry's damp skin, the silent streets going by in a blur. The portal had somehow taken them to the start of the alley way he had seen Cheryl in the first time, and they ran all the way back till they reach his jeep, only stopping so he could catch his breath.
"What…just…happened…"
Cybil was gasping for breath, clutching her leg when they stopped. The baby was still miraculously asleep, sucking its thumb in a timed rhythm.
"I think its over… I think we made it…" He looked up the cliff that he had tumbled down when he first arrived, then checking the map. He could take Bachman Road out through the tunnel ahead and reach that road, which was an interstate, and get the hell out of Silent Hill.
"We can get out through there." He said, showing her the map.
"It's a hike…" She said, almost dreadfully.
"My jeep isn't going anywhere, and I doubt your bike is either…"
She looked up, remembering something.
"Maybe the com radio on my bike will work, we can get some help outta here!" Harry smiled.
"Let's go."
They made their way through the tunnel and on the long stretch of road, seeing her bike ditched to the side against the dented guardrail. She ran over and picked up the smashed console, clearly no hope of the battered radio to work.
"That's alright, I don't care how but I just want to get as far from here as possible."
Cybil nodded.
"Your right, and since the road is gone we can always go back through-" She stopped when she noticed Harry looking at her with a peculiar gaze.
"What's wrong?" She asked.
He pointed to the road, "What do you me the road is gone?"
She looked over, then back to Harry.
"Um, if you haven't noticed the endless ravine up the road then…" She drifted off, seeing face go as white as the fog.
"Harry, your scaring me…What's wrong…?"
His finger was now shaking, the arm holding the baby trembling as well.
"Cybil…the road is just fine…"
She shook her head.
"What are you saying…?"
He scratched the back of his head, then started walking. He was coming close to the edge of the break, inches from falling into the bottomless chasm-
-and he just kept going, walking simply on thin air. He looked back.
"See…?" He whispered.
She knelt down, sticking her arm down into the ravine. Harry was shocked to see her arm go easily through the road, even hearing scraping sounds and little pebbles flaking off. He blinked as a flash of something went across his eyes.
On his way here, he saw her motorcycles wrecked on the side of the road, just moments after seeing her. But her body was nowhere to have been seen, and she didn't just hike to Silent Hill in five seconds. He blinked again, this time seeing himself driving again.
She passed him, looking over just as before. Only this time she didn't have on any sunglasses, and her blue eyes looked worried somehow.
She passed up ahead, and he soon saw the wrecked bike up ahead. And there he saw it, her body pinned under the vehicle. She wasn't moving, but there was no need to. The wheel had sliced cleanly through her throat, almost completely decapitating her. There was no time to slow down and call for help, cause Alessa stepped out and caused him to wreck.
He opened his eyes, seeing Cybil now standing and staring back at him.
A blood droplet tricked down from her neck, and she looked down.
"Harry…"
He couldn't believe it.
"I understand…" She managed to mutter.
"Cybil…wait…" She stuck up her hand.
"Go on, get outta here. I think I'm gonna take a look around."
She started walking back up the road, leaving a trail of blood. She soon disappeared in the fog, and he saw her corpse under the bike.
"Thank you…Cybil…"
He clutched the baby and ran, his future shrouded with uncertainty and confusion. But he had gotten his daughter back. He had finished what he wanted all along here, and it was time to go home. He had to call the child something.
"…Cheryl…"