Silent Hill Resurrected: Sub story

Miriam Kensington is a Traitor?

Chapter 2

Miriam stared down the footpath to scared to take the first step. Her heart raced just thinking about Silent Hill, about the cult. She felt this sort of grasping feeling in her throat, like someone was trying to strangle her. Maybe she was having a heart attack. The more she thought about it the harder it was to breath.

Silent Hill… Silent Hill, how could she survive returning there after what she saw, after the threat on her life? What if they were still there, the cult. What if they were just waiting for her to come back? Her breathing became so labored with these thoughts each gasp for air was painful. Was she going to die right there just thinking about going back?

"Calm down Miriam. No one even lives there anymore." Miriam said to herself in a sad attempt to calm her self. "No one lives there. No one lives there. No one lives there." She repeated this in her head like it was a mantra for living the rest of her life. She had to follow James into Silent Hill. She had to! James could die out there in that town in the state he was in. Hell he could even die walking down the path to Silent Hill. Worse part was no one would know! It's not like any one came by here anymore. It's not even listed on maps! No Miriam had to calm down and find James. Maybe even find Mary.
Miriam held her breath for a moment and then let out a deep sigh. She had to go forward. She took a step, just one, off of the pavement and onto the dusty path. The whole pathway ahead seemed shrouded in a thick milky white fog. Miriam walked forward despite barely being able to see more than a foot ahead of her. Her breath was still labored in fear as she walked kicking up dust, twisting slowly down the seemingly never-ending footpath.

The further down the path Miriam walked the more the footpath was covered with leaves from the trees that hung overhead. Several times the sound of the leaves mad such a loud crunch they started Miriam into thinking she was being followed. The sounds of the lake not to far away terrified Miriam. Something about the noises it made made it sound like there was something out there, like some kind of creature or something.

The footpath seemed to wind on forever. It seemed much longer then Miriam remembered. Miriam knew she had only gone down this way once but there was no way it was this long! It seemed like she was walking twice the distance it should take to get to silent hill. Miriam looked down at her own feet watching herself walk. One foot at a time, Miriam just needed to watch herself take one step at a time, that was all. Miriam could feel herself in the throws of a second panic attack, thinking about the town and all the sound effects she could here around here. It seemed as though there were demons everywhere around here all moments away from ripping her to shreds. Miriam dared not look up, she could barely keep herself moving forward. It seemed as though the sounds wearing getting louder and more frequent with each step. Louder, and louder, it was almost as if they we're like the screams of the sacrificed children of the cult. The dust and dried leaves of the footpath seemed to never let up. Surely she should be to the church by now, surely.

Miriam held her breath and stood perfectly still. She could feel the panic attack coming on. She couldn't breath, it was like her though had closed up to the size of one of those tiny stirring straw. Miriam new she had to look up. She didn't know why but something told her that if she looked up…

Miriam slowly raised her head up, eyes closed, fearful of what she would see before her. Slowly she opened her eyes. What she saw was the town, the town of Silent Hill. She was right smack dab in the middle of Silent Hill. In the middle of the street no less!

"What the fuck?" How on god's earth did she get to the center of town? At no point did she ever see the dusty, mustard yellow dirt of the footpath become the cracked, dark gray of Silent Hill's abandoned roads. Miriam knew that her eyesight might not have been the best in the world but it wasn't bad enough that she couldn't tell the difference between pavement and dirt!

As Miriam sat there puzzling over her apparent teleportation from the footpath to the center of town she could feel a sensation, fear, seeping into her. She was in the town, the heart of it. This was the town she had feared, the town that, when she was young, she was convinced would kill her. A town, this town, she had always felt had some kind of curse on it. It was like she could feel the evil from it crawl through her body to the very core of her soul.

Miriam couldn't move she was too afraid of the town and she couldn't breath from the panic attack anyway. She just looked around the spot she stood taking it all in. This was it. Silent Hill, the town she had fled as a child. The town that was home to, in her eyes, the most insidious cult to every exist. The building all looked like they had been abandoned for years. Each window was caked with dust and more then a few were cracked, some even shattered onto the pavement below. Strangely enough it seemed as though a few of the shops lights were still on and the all of the streetlights where still functional, al be it barely visible in the fog.
The fog in the town was so thick too. It practically seemed to choke the town. It was as if the fog was hiding the town from the rest of the world hoping that no one would discover it's dirty little secrets.

As impossible as it was Miriam thought she saw someone in one of the stores. It looked as though someone was walking around in the barely lit Quiet Cocktails bar.

"Maybe it's James. No it has to be no one lives here any more." Miriam had calmed down a bit, the thought of James being nearby always made her feel better, although she never really knew why. Perhaps because he was the first friend she had made when she moved from Silent Hill.

Anyway, Miriam walked over to the bar and grabbed the door know to try to get in. "Locked. Great. How the hell did James get in there with the door locked like that?" Miriam thought. Better yet how was she going to get in?
"Maybe there's a back door"