I'll be revenged on the whole pack of you.
Here I swear, and as I break my oath may eternity blast me, here I swear that never will I forgive you! It is the only point on which I allow myself to encourage revenge. Oh, how I wish I were the antichrist, that it were mine to crush the demon; to hurl him to his native Hell never to rise again.
Andy didn't understand the last bit in the diary. He thought she sounded angry though.
He wasn't sure if reading the diary had helped. He did feel sorry for the girl in the blue dress though. She seemed sad and lonely. And angry too. And it sounded like she got burned really bad.
Andy couldn't imagine that.
Being wrapped in the blanket had made him feel a bit better. But he was still really hungry.
He heard footsteps in the distance. He was glad. He didn't really care who was coming, it was just that he hadn't seen anybody, even heard anybody for ages and ages. He was glad he had the diary or he might have died from boredom.
Andy thought they might have food.
Keys jangled in the lock. It got stuck a couple of times then scraped open. The door creaked as it swung.
"I came back for you." Claudia was wet through and her eye patch was gone. The eye wasn't so swollen, but it was all different colors and looked sore. It seemed like she could see out of it. She was shaking.
"Here, take my blanket." Andy offered.
"We don't have time. Let's bring it with us. Get all your things."
"Where are we going?" He picked up Alessa's diary and the blanket.
"Away from here. Somewhere safe…we're getting out of Silent Hill."