To say Heather hadn't expected this would be an understatement. She had been on her way, Douglas having left for the amusement park already, when she heard someone cry out. There didn't seem to be anyone in the town, old and decrepit, so she'd been curious.

Heather was starting to wonder if her curiosity had been misplaced.

"My name is Heather Mason." The girl standing in the doorway looked too similar to be real. She was dressed more appropriately for the weather, damp and foggy, but her name…

Heather backed away, muttering to herself and digging for her radio. Maybe this girl was another trap from Claudia?

She held out the radio, and was almost disappointed that it didn't start to hiss. The girl, now sounding ticked off, asked Heather why she didn't believe that her name was also Heather, and she replied.

"Because that's my name. I'm Heather Mason. And I'm looking for the woman who killed my father."

Then there was a stunned silence, before:

"What?!" The other Heather stepped back, teetering and with a look of shock on her face. "What do you mean? If we're the same…then Dad should still be alive! He stayed in Silent Hill to try and find mom! Why would…?"

Heather snorted, knowing the look on her face was odd. Anger, fear, and disbelief mixed with scorn and amusement. "Yeah, well who the hell said we were the same? For all I know you could be something Claudia dreamed up, trying to piss me off even more." It was then that the other girl seemed to notice the assortment of weapons on Heather's person, and she stepped away, fear splashing across her face.

A sword and a handgun were in plain sight, and the Taser was hidden in her skirt pocket. A key ring hung from a belt loop, the knife she'd woken up with in the mall hooked on.

"Claudia? Wait, no, but she's dead! I'm sure of it…" The other girl looked so confused, and Heather sighed.

"Ok, listen. How about I come in, we talk for twenty minutes and try and figure this out. Then I can head to the hospital and you can just, I don't know, go back to whatever it was you were doing before I knocked."

Heather didn't expect the girl to agree, seeing how pale and drawn out she looked now, but she waved Heather in. Heather walked in, the room similar to the one she left earlier, and placed herself in front of the window and next to a desk.

"So," the other Heather started, seating herself on one of the beds, rumpled covers flung over to the side. "How do you want to do this? You tell me your deal and vice versa?"

"How about you go first?" Heather suggested, and the other girl nodded. Good. That would give her more time to gauge the girl, if she really was something sent to deceive her.

"Okay, well, for as long as I can remember, I've been having dreams about Silent Hill. It used to just be dreams, but then a while back, dad killed a member of the order who'd tracked us down. We ran, then, changing names, until last year. We'd just moved again, and my first day of school I started to see things I ended up at the local mall, waiting for dad to pick me up, when everything went weird. I ran into this guy, Douglas something or other, a private detective, but he was killed. Then, when I got home, dad was gone and there was a message that said to go to Silent Hill." The other Heather paused for a breath, looking a little less likely to pass out or flee.

"One of my classmates, Vincent, helped me get to Silent Hill, and I found out that he'd been sent by his mother, Claudia, to find me, because the cult wanted me dead. He told me to find his grandfather Leonard before he was taken by his mother. Leonard ended up being…not the most sane, and I escaped him and rescued Vincent. We ended up at the fairground, and I was stuck on a merry-go-round with Alessa, this demon child who was keeping the order trapped in the town. She tried to kill me and I guess I absorbed her, or her power, I then confronted Claudia, who transformed into a demon who was defeated by this other monster, Alessa's protector. Me and Vincent got out, but dad stayed behind to find my mother who was still trapped in the town." The other girl finished her story, sighing deeply once she finished. "Well, anything sound the same?"

Heather couldn't believe the story. Douglas was dead, dad was alive, and Vincent was a classmate? And not to mention Alessa, the litter girl dad had mentioned in his book. The one whose mother tried to kill her. Heather was sure that the Alessa her father had faced was different than the on the other girl had encountered.

"Uh, well then… Heather trailed off, unsure of what to say. "Do you want my story now?"

"Yes please." The other girl said, and Heather shifted, uncomfortable.

"Okay. Well, like you, I'd been having weird dreams lately, like, horrible, lucid dreams, but I had no idea they were of Silent Hill. I was at the mall, I was supposed to be picking a book up for dad, when I ran into Douglas. He told me that someone named Claudia had hired him because my father had stolen me away. I fan from him, before running into Claudia. She sprouted some bull-shit before my head started to hurt, and the mall changed. I fought my way through, found Douglas at the mall entrance, but I ignored him again, even though he saw the same hell I did. I tried to take the subway home, but it was also like the mall, and I ended up going through the sewers and an office building before I got home. While I was in the office building, I ran into someone named Vincent, but he's, like, 30 or something, so not my classmate."

The other Heather looked mortified by that, before she admitted something. "Oh god…that's really awkward, because I'm dating Vincent." She giggled nervously, and Heather screwed her face up.

"Well, as long as he's not a creepy, greasy scumbag, then good for you!" Heather said, a small smile creeping onto her face. "Anyways, I got home, and…" Heather hesitated again. She looked behind her and pulled out a chair from a nearby table. She sat, and quietly started to speak again. This part was going to be hard. "Dad was dead. Something… something had stabbed him, right through the middle. Claudia had killed him, to make me angry, so I would chase her here. And obviously it worked."Heather chuckled quietly, looking down. She couldn't believe she'd just…left dad. She should have called someone, the police or an ambulance.

"Oh god…" Heather looked up as the other girl moved, pulling Heather into a hug. "Oh my god, I'm...I'm so sorry!" Heather sighed, leaning into the hug as some tears leaked from her eyes.

"…thanks." She whispered finally, pulling away from the hug and wiping her eyes. "Anyways, Douglas drove me here, and here I am. Ready to go after Claudia, to get back at her for dad."

The room went silent, Heather thinking about dad, and the other girl slowly walking over to the bed she had been sitting on.

"Do you need any help?" she finally said, and Heather looked over to her, confused.

"What do you mean?"

Other Heather turned to her, pushing a knife she'd pulled from the night stand into her belt-loop. "Do you need any help? He's not exactly my dad, but he was still dad. And Claudia needs to be stopped." The girl hesitated. "Plus, I have no idea where Vincent is. He could be here, or at home, but I don't know."

Heather contemplated it. She was sure the help would be appreciated, and the girl was looking for her boyfriend. But at the same time…was she really to be trusted?

Finally, Heather stood.

"Okay. We're going to head to the hospital first. It's going to be dangerous though. You said in your story that you were having, like, visions, right? Well the same kinda happened for me, but mine were solid and will try to kill you. So be careful, and let's go."

The other girl nodded, and Heather turned away, hand on the door knob, hoping she wasn't making a giant mistake.

A/N: chapter 2 is up, it's 2:30 AM, I am feeling giddy, and this hasn't been looked over by anyone! :D

Anyways, i hope you enjoy/enjoyed this chapter, and I will try and have the next one up soon!~