James turned upon hearing the noise.
What was that? He wondered to himself. It seems to be coming be coming from down this hallway.
James hurried down the hallway from where the noise had seemed to come from. At first, everything seemed fine; until he neared the back of the hallway that was separated with another set of bars did he see what lay behind the bars.
"Oh my…!" James stopped dead when he saw the giant monster looming in the hall. "What…?" James instantly raised his gun, and then remembered that he had no bullets. He only had his board. The monster had a large pyramid where his head should have been and he wore a blood-stained apron. James waited to see if the monster would attack him, but it only stood, James wasn't even sure if it saw him.
Should I just keep on walking? James wondered to himself?
Slowly and deliberately, James walked forward, waiting to see how the creature reacted.
It looks like a human. James thought to himself. But he doesn't seem to have a head.
James slowly opened the door to the last room and stepped inside. It was the room with the TV on snow. James wandered more into the room when he suddenly an odd smell in there that wasn't in there before. That wasn't all; the whole atmosphere in the room seemed different somehow. Also, there was a long dark smudge on the floor from behind the sitting chair…
Oh man. James thought to himself as a feeling of dread settled into his stomach. Walking closer, he saw that the chair was no longer vacant; someone was sitting very still in the chair. James didn't want to see, he wanted the chair to remain unseen, and he couldn't let anymore of it into his mind. But still, there could very well be someone dead in that chair, or almost dead, what was he suppose to do?
I won't check yet. He decided firmly to himself. I'll check it out before I leave.
Without a sound, James hurried into the next room, a grim look in his green eyes. He found himself staring at the inscription on the walls again.
What does that mean? He wondered.
Against the wall, he caught sight of a grand father clock, grand and old looking. James went over to the clock, it reminded him of the one that he and his family had James was a young boy. At night, he would always wake up when it chimed at midnight, always. It had been so loud. Now, as James examined the clock, he noticed a slight hole behind the clock, too big to be there on accident. James brought his flashlight up to the hole and tried shining it through. No wall reflected back, but it was too small to tell for sure.
This clocks a door. James realized.
He tried to push it away, tried to get into the room behind it, but it wouldn't budge. It wasn't like it was stuck though; it just seemed that it purposely did not move. James straightened up, noticed an inscription on the side of the clock.
H
M
S
James grinned, having realized the puzzle. H M S! Henry Mildred Scott! The names on the wall!
The lines on the wall represented the time. He just needed to turn the hands on the clock to match the lines on the wall. When James tried to open the clock face, it didn't budge.
What? James tried again harder this time, but it stayed perfectly intact. Next to the clock face was a small…keyhole? Yes, it was a keyhole. So now James needed to find a key to go into the keyhole. But where was he going to get a key?
There must be something here to tell me where to get a key for this thing. James mused as he started searching the room. He walked back into the first room and gaveit a sweep. He decided the book shelf would be best to look first for there were always things hidden in bookshelves. To his delight, he found a key, but it wasn't to the clock, it was to room two oh two.
Wait a minute. James thought to himself. This key wasn't here before. Neither was that guy.
James turned a looked long and hard at the man sitting in the chair. If there was anyone at all. Shining his light, he discovered that the smudge from his chair was indeed red. Blood. With each footstep as soft as a mouse, James went closer to investigate and see what was there. When he saw the human in the chair covered in blood, his heart nearly stopped.
Who could have done such a thing? James wondered to himself wildly.
James turned, he couldn't look at it any longer. He walked away from the grisly scene and walked out of the room. It was really painful to think that he had to go back in there. He located room two oh two and stepped inside. There didn't appear to be any monsters. James checked the first room then wandered in to the second room.
Whoa! James thought as he stepped into the bedroom. It was dark except for his light but there was a greenish glow coming from somewhere in the room and moths or some kind of bugs were flying everywhere.
Eech. James thought as he moved closer into the room. Why had this room's key been in the dead guys room? James certainly didn't want to be in here. With a sigh, he started to look through the room. He noticed a hole in the wall next to the bed and thought about checking it out.
Do I really have too…? He wondered uneasily, imagining some creature lurking in it. Well…
With a nervous gulp, James reached his hand into the hole and began to feel around then quickly pulled out his hand.
"Whoa!" He said, a bit surprised. With a grunt, he put his hand back in and successfully pulled out a key.
The clock key. He realized to himself. He couldn't help but smile little as he randomly remembered a memory about Mary. About when they had first decided to go somewhere on vacation and Silent Hill had seemed like the perfect spot.
"James." Mary said softly as she slid in next him on the couch in their living room.
James glanced at his wife and knew by the smile on her face that she was about to ask him for something. With another mysterious smile, she slid a brochure onto his lap and scooted closer to make sure that he read it at that minute.
"What's this?" James asked as he picked up the brochure and quirked one eyebrow.
"Just read." She encouraged him gently.
James glanced down at the brochure that had Silent Hill printed across the top with a picture of a lake surrounded by trees on the front. "Silent Hill," He read out loud. "The most peaceful resort town in America."
"I was looking online for a place to go for the weekend like we were talking about and I came across Silent Hill." Mary explained as she ran a hand through her soft brown hair. Her blue eyes scanned the cove of the brochure a sparkle went through her eyes. "Doesn't' this place sound nice?"
"I suppose so," James said as he began to leaf through the brochure. Each page had colorful pictures of the town. One was publicizing the Lakeview Hotel. James paused to read the small article on it.
"Should you decide to stay with us, we recommend the Lakeview Hotel for visitors. This beautiful hotel gives the guest a chance to enjoy the charm of the little town and ads a taste of elegance at the same time. The hotel has over forty rooms including two restaurants and a garden out back. Not to mention the glorious view of Toluca Lake every guest gets to enjoy. For more information call 1-897-543-7000 and for reservations. was hoping we could stay there if we went." Mary said hopefully as she pointed at the picture of large hotel.
"It does sound nice." James aid as he leafed through the rest of brochure. After looking through the whole thing, James had to admit that it did look nice. It was decided they would spend a weekend there.
James stuck the key into clock's keyhole and was then able to turn the hands. He matched the hands to the markings on the wall which came out as nine ten. As soon as they were matched up perfectly, James hear a click from the clock.
Does that mean I can move it now? James wondered to himself hopefully. With a grunt, he tried again the move the clock to the side and this time, it moved! Behind it, a large hole, just big enough for James to fit through was revealed. James eagerly went through the hole and ended up in another room on the other side of the apartment.
His light told him that the room was empty and the his radio remained quiet. The only sound was the fading of the TV as James went further and further away from it. He shuddered when he thought of the body lying in the chair, blood smearing the floors, how the figure stared so blankly at the TV but never really saw any of it.
James was now walking into the other side of Woodside Apartments. It seemed a bit strange to James that all the apartments seemed to have a connection to one another. James wondered if the people who lived here did it like that on purpose.
James headed up to the third floor and found handgun bullets lying around on the floor.
That's an odd place to leave them. James thought to himself with a slight chuckle. He picked them up and loaded the gun with them. It felt so powerful in his hands, so heavy. Just pull of the small trigger on the gun and so much damage could be done. He prayed he wouldn't have to use it that much. He wished he didn't have to use it at all. James also collected the key that that little girl had kicked away. He wondered again what the hell a little girl was doing here in a town full of monsters. After walking around a little more, James found himself in front of room three oh seven. There was something in that room James heard. What was it?
James cautiously opened the door, his gun ready. At first he saw nothing, and then, the scene lay in front of him.
"Oh my-" James choked as he glimpsed the horrid scene in front of him. Two monsters, the red pyramid head thing and the mannequin creatures were battling, viciously killing each other although it seemed like an unfair fight? "Holy-"
James crept nearer to the closet with his stomach in his throat…he was going to be sick!
Please don't turn around and see me! He thought to himself as he got closer to the closet. His hand found the knob and he began to jiggle it to open. Please don't! Finally, the door open and James noiselessly crept inside. From there, the entire bloody scene was visible to him through the cracks.
The pyramid head appeared to be killing the mannequin brutally, dragging it's corpse over to the middle of the room. James watched as sweat poured from his forehead and his heart hammered loudly in his chest. The room seemed to swirl around him, making him want to barf all over the place but he mustn't is wanted to remain unseen.
The pyramid finally let go of the corpse and walked out into the middle of the room. It stopped suddenly and reached up toward its pyramid shaped helmet and grasped it, moving its body at an awkward angle as though it were in pain.
What do I do? James wondered desperately as he looked around the closet which wasn't very big.
The gun! He suddenly remembered as he felt the cold object in his hand. James lifted the gun to the largest crack in the closet door and aimed until he was on target. James used a gun a few times in his life, his father had taught him how, and now it was time to put the knowledge to use.
James pulled the trigger.
A bullet flew out of the gun with a loud bang, and hit the pyramid head on target, but it stayed upright as though it had never been hit at all.
Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang.
The pyramid head seemed stunned for a moment each time every bullet hit him, but not for long. It simply would not die.
James prepared for another shot, but when he pulled the trigger this time, it only made a empty sound signaling it needed more ammo.
Not now! James glanced up helplessly at the pyramid head, seeing what he would do next. What should happen if he found him?
The pyramid head hardly glanced at his direction however (If he even had underneath his helmet.). It picked up something on the floor, the biggest knife James had ever seen that appeared to be about seven feet long and three feet wide, and dragged the knife out of the room.
James remained where he was for a few more seconds after the monster had left. He was numb with fear, with the knowledge that he had come across something that could not die with these bullets like the other monsters.
It seemed safe to go out now, but for how long? James opened the closet door, letting more light into it and stumbled out, trying not to stare at the creature's copses. The room spun around him for a moment, his stomach threatened him to be sick. James grimaced and bent over, waiting for the dizziness to pass. Slowly, the black spots appeared before his eyes, numbness crept over him, and then he was falling through a black void.
I'm falling. He thought to himself. Someone, Mary, help me!
Mary's face appeared before him suddenly, a transparent form of her. She was smirking at him, making him feel miserable though he didn't know why.
"Mary!" He tried calling out, but he couldn't say anything, he couldn't even scream when he reached the bottom and felt his leg's crunch under him.
"Mary!"
James sat up on the floor where he had been lying, the idea of screaming still ripe in his head. Slowly, he looked around, and realized that it had only been a dream, he had fainted. His leg was asleep.
How long have I been here? James wondered as he gave his leg a shake. Slowly, he straightened up and leaned against the wall for support. He cursed softly under his breath and pushed off the wall, finding that the dizziness had passed.
Oh Mary, James found himself thinking. Why didn't you try to help me?
You never tried to help her.
James was startled at the answer that he seemed to have given himself. Why on Earth did he say that? What could he have done to help her? She was so sick and frail, he had been afraid that just touching her would make her break into dust.
A/N-Ok, yes I know I am skipping and will be skipping some stuff in the story from the game because I don't have the patience to reiterate the entire game. But if anyone doesn't like that, please tell me and I'll do the best I can to satisfactory. I will mostly keep the same dialogue however and characters and the places. Please leave a review telling me what I'm doing wrong or right however.