Silent Hill Resurrected: Sub story

Miriam Kensington is a Traitor?

Chapter 5

The strange man turned around slowly. When his eye's meet Miriam's she was almost startled by them. They were deep green, very sad looking eyes just like James'.

"Yes?" The man questioned Miriam in a tone that sounded a bit rushed but not harsh.

"I'm looking for a man. He's got short blonde hair, about this tall," Miram then stood on her tiptoes trying to indicate the height of James correctly. "His name's James'."

"No, I wish. If I could find his dumb ass I could drag him back to his house and Mary would be happy. I called the apartment they live in and the jack ass left a recording that he'd be in Silent Hill looking for their "special place" and babbling about some letter." The man sounded clearly miffed about having to come out here to look for James.

Strangely this man seemed to know James and Mary but James never mentioned him. James practically had no friends aside from Miriam. He almost entirely relied on Mary for companionship. In Miriam's opinion, not that anyone on this earth ever cared; it was why James was always so lonely.

"You know James?" Miriam said trying not to sound shocked that someone other then she knew James.

"No, well, somewhat, I know his wife." The man replied back to Miriam's question "I'm only looking for him because of her. Thank God she's not home yet and still in that hospital."

"No, She came home today. I think James brought her here or something. I checked their apartment and she…" Miriam stopped. She could tell by the guys face that he was very unhappy to hear this. God, why did Miriam always have to open her mouth. If she could just keep her mouth shut everything would be better for everyone but she never could.

"That fucking bastard! If I see him I WILL kick his ass. How the hell could he even THINK of bring Mary out her in her state!"

"Well," Miriam began hesitant to say anything further but feeling what she would say might help redeem James. "She always wanted to return to Silent Hill. Maybe it's a final wish thing."

"That's the stupidest fucking thing I've ever heard. You only do that shit when someone's healthy enough to do it. That fucking guy is an idiot. I really aught a fucking kill that dumb ass." The man said slamming his hand onto the dirty table near him. 'Shit' Miriam thought to herself 'I did it again. Everything is just better when I don't talk.' The man continued. "If you know where that bastard is I'd like to know to."

"I don't…" Miriam just trailed off a bit after this.

"Look what's your name?" The man asked.

Miriam was unsure what to tell him. If she told him her name would this make him angrier? "I'm…Miriam." She almost whispered.

"Look Miriam I didn't mean to scare you. I just…that guy makes me so…angry. I'm David by the way. I think I've heard of you. James' friend from work right? Mary talks about you sometimes. Apparently James talks about you a lot to Mary."

"Uh… Well..yes… I mean we knew each other in Junior High but…yeah. I geuss that's me." Miriam hesitated. David? Who the hell is that? How did he know about her? How did he know Mary? Miriam watched as the guy slumped into the chair next to the table he was at. He looked up at her.

"Well…there not here. Damn it." David looked down at the dusty wooden floor boards. It seemed like he was ignoring Miriam.

"How did you and Mary meet?" Miriam had a feeling she shouldn't ask this but yet how could she not.

"In a coffee shop."

"So you're friends then. 'cause I didn't know Mary had any friends. James never told me about you. Which is funny 'cause normally he would."

"I…Yes you could say were friends. James…he doesn't like me. I get why though. The guys and ass though. Mary really deserves better. You probably deserve a better friend too I bet."

"James' is a wonderful man, one of the few I've met, a real gentleman unlike you!" Miriam responded in anger. Miriam always had this strange desire to defend James.

"Yeah, I bet he is." David trailed off but Miriam had this feeling he meant something he wasn't willing to share. It seemed as though Mary was a bit more then just a 'friend' to this man though what her relationship was with him Miriam did not know.

'That bitch, I wouldn't be surprised if he was fucking her.' Miriam thought. To tell truth Miriam never really liked Mary. Something about her just seemed…off. Miriam stood there a moment unsure of what to do. She thought about leaving but she felt like there was something more in this place she needed to do.

Miriam slowly swerved around all the tables in Quiet Cocktails until she came to the small stage in the back; she stood there staring at it a bit. It was small, just large enough to accommodate a Jazz band like the ones Miriam remembered playing there. It seemed so much smaller then she remembered. The stage floor was a dark grey and incredibly dusty. There was a curtain still hanging in the back, deep blood red colored. Miriam looked at the stage a while. In the corner of the upper stage left a small stuffed animal, a dove. Miriam climbed up onto the stage struggling as she did.

"What are you doing?" David called from his chair. "I don't think that James is back there. In case you're wondering."

David seemed to act like he thought Miriam was a complete idiot. Miriam grunted a bit in frustration.

"I know." Miriam responded in hasty anger. Now Miriam knew why Mary was friends with him. They were both… annoying.

Miriam walked over to the stuffed dove. She picked it up and held it in her arms hugging it. She wasn't sure why she felt the need to do this she just did. The stuffed dove was covered in a soft fur it was really comfortable to hold. At of the corner of her eye Miriam thought she saw a small girl with blond hair run behind the stage. Miriam dropped the dove, listening as it fell almost soundlessly to the floor, and followed after the almost inaudible foot steps.

The back of the stage was almost kind of creepy; looking like it had seen a fire not to long ago. A good portion of the black paint seemed to have burned off. All of the furniture in the back was a charred black like someone set them on fire and pulled them out just before they burned to dust. Miriam began to get this sense that this…'look' was something she had seen before, something she never wanted to see again. Miriam continued forward heart pounding in her chest as her cheap shoes kicked up dust from the floor.

When she reached the small back stages exit door she reached out and slowly grabbed the handle turning almost fearing what she might find. As the door slowly opened she could see the form of a small girl on the other side. At first she couldn't make out who this girl was. She had long blonde hair and a pretty smile. The little girl wore white stockings and a light blue dress that swayed a bit in the breeze. The little girl seemed to sway back and forth a bit waiting for something, black Mary Jane shoes clicking as she did. When the door opened all the way the girl suddenly stopped smiling and moving and stared straight forward. Her blue eyes glaring into Miriam as her lip pursed in anger. It took Miriam more then a moment to realize who this angry little girl was.

'Suzanne' Miriam shouted in her head half in shock.