Danny's POV:

I felt cold. I was lying on something rough, concrete most likely. But I couldn't fully tell, or feel. I was really drowsy. Like someone had given me too much sleeping aids and I still felt dizzy. I was lying on my left side, and I opened my eyes and focused my vision. It was dark but I could see a light, and I think a door. Oh no..,

Is Vlad Plasmius doing this? That's the first thing that came to my confused mind. If so then I should've came to a guess to it sooner and I wouldn't be laying here, no no no, just get up and look and see what's up. But I swear that fruit loop will get an earful of me if he's up to something.

I used my palms to support my weight then got on my feet, I rubbed my hair. I was inside a very small room with nothing in it, then I looked to my right, there was a table but it was bare. Then I saw a door ahead and thought if I should open it, but then...wait, Tucker, Sam!

"DANNY! DANNY?"

The two frantic best friends lost sight of the young half-ghost, they looked everywhere, in the theater, the other rooms of the house, and nothing. The two of them sat in their original places, something was very, VERY wrong here.

"Okay, tell me you saw what I saw, right? Danny looked like he just vanished into thin air!" Tucker cried.

"No you're right, I saw it too. Where could he have gone to?!" Sam replied, worry started to corrode into her brain.

"Let's just calm down and try to figure it out, Sam. Worrying like this won't get us anywhere." Tucker insisted.

"What would Danny do if it was one us in this situation and not him? Should we call for help? call his parents-"

"No no no, it'll scream "Bad Idea" all over the place, we should do that unless there's no other option." Tucker finished for her.

Sam nodded, and looked at the TV screen in front of them. She began to think of options of why or how could this have happened.

"Danny was suspicious of this game, right? After giving it some thought Tucker, something is not adding up; where did this game come from?" She asked out loud.

Tucker got up and examined the PS4, after three minutes of staring, and looking inside the machine, raising his eyebrows in fascination and confusion, he made a soft gasp.

"I think I have something..." Tucker said.

Sam got up and sat next to him, anxious for some results.

"Call me crazy, but this console is more high-tech than the ones sold in stores, there's some pieces of stuff here I've never seen before."

"Come on get to the point!" Sam urged.

"Right, my only suggestion...this thing is from another time period." Tucker said firmly and looked at her in the eyes.

Sam took a moment to sink in his words, doubting and trying to fit the pieces of the puzzle, but this only brought more questions than answers as to why her best friend vanished.

"How more advanced are we talking?"

Tucker looked at it one more time.

"About 8 to 10 years ahead of this time."

"And today is October 2006, so it came from the year 2014 or 2016." Sam added in.

"But how does that explain Danny disappearing? Nothing still makes any sense."

"What if the game is being haunted by a ghost, Tucker?"

"That could be it, but if it really was, Danny would have sensed it."

Suddenly the TV screen flickered and flashed, hurting the teens eyes, they heard a faint, and scratchy voice coming from it;

"Guys?"

I could hear someone talking, no, two voices chatting, I leaned closer to the concrete wall, earlier I noticed there was some writing and scratches on it, but that didn't matter right now, I had to get to Sam and Tucker and see if I could contact them.

"Guys!" Can you all hear me?!" I called.

I phased my whole body through the wall with my ghost powers and put my head in, but there was nothing but darkness, and as soon as I did it, I immediately regretted it, my head started to develop a massive headache and pulled myself out.

-Danny-

I heard the voice again and I put my ear closer, straining to hear more of it.

"-Danny we can hear you, are you alright?!-"

On the other plane side, Sam and Tucker were finally able to see Danny on screen, but his eyes were not looking directly at them, he wandered his body in different directions, his hands and face were pushed against the glass, it was like looking into a window.

"Yeah, I think I am. But where am I?" His voice was muffled, but they could still understand him enough.

"We think you got sucked inside the game." Tucker said.

Danny shook his head in disbelief.

"What! This is got to be the worst joke ever, but even if it is how did I get here?"

"We're just as clueless as you, we'll figure out a way to get you out of there!" Sam proclaimed.

"I can only hear you guys from over here, but I can't see you." Danny stated, "And I tried to phase out of here, but that didn't work."

"Another possibility Danny, is that a ghost may be behind all this." Tucker said.

Danny was quiet for a moment, thinking. The TV screen flickered and they lost sight of him.

"Danny? Are you still there?" Sam said, a little panicked.

"Yeah, I am, after what Tuck said, if a ghost is hiding somewhere and keeping me trapped here, it must be very powerful, I'll track it down and beat it, that's the only thing I can think of."

Danny said every word with determination, he needed to, he didn't want to worry his best friends, in a situation like this, he needed to be strong when confronting his enemies and not show fear. This was not the time to tremble in fear.

"Well now, we can't see you anymore, we must be losing connection, so better hurry up before we lose sight of you." Sam shouted.

"This is a game, right? that's what you said. So the only way forward to escape is to play it?" Danny asked.

"Yeah, we'll get help if we have to." Tucker said.

"What was the name of this game again, Sam?" Danny asked.

"It's Silent Hill-"

He heard her voice cut off completely. Panic panged in his stomach, was that it?

"Guys? Can you still hear me?!" Danny yelled, and very slight fear slivered its way into his voice, he couldn't help it. Was this the last time he'd ever see them?

He pounded his fists against the walls, his hair brushed on the surface and put his forehead up against it with his eyes closed.

Now silence was his only company.

Somewhere in darkness, HE smiled.

"The game is on now."