Post by Miranda Fan on Sept 16, 2008 12:01:31 GMT -7
Disclaimer:Same as the ones in the first post lol
Chapter 6:
Cyrus
Cyrus stares around, finally a lady walked in his room, hold on now. He stared closer, she didn't have a face. This was getting very unusual, finally she pulled something out, a pipe? What was that for, oh wait what is she doing! Before he knew it, she swung, he closed his eyes and his shackles were shattered, and she fell to the floor dead, her back bleeding everywhere. He jumped out, leaning against a wall. "Oh nuts..." He said, staring. "This must be a dream, ladies with no face?" He pinched himself, screaming. "Let me out, let me out!" He screamed, tormenting his brain, he ran for the door, opening it.
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Ace
Opening his eyes, Ace was confused as to what had happened. He recollected his thoughts, tracing the events of his day. Reaching into his jean pocket he flipped his cell phone open, the battery was dead.
"Of course," he sighed looking out from the window.
Seeing the mist made him feel uneasy like something wasn't right. Stepping out of the car he spotted a hotel called Lakeside. He figured they had a working phone at the front office so he could call his sister. The area was mostly dark only to be lighted with the dim glow of lamps. Ace didn't see anyone in his immediate surroundings, but someone was in the building how else could the lights be on?
"Hello! anyone hear?" he shouted.
He waited for a response and repeated his words again. Seeing a deck bell he rang it multiple things, but still nothing.
"Guess I'll have to wait for someone to come out," he said sitting down in an empty chair in the lobby.
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Megan
I looked at the lady and said"Of course i saw the police barricades, but they didn't stop me.I'm going to find what im looking for, or die trying.Megan noticed the woman cover her mouth, and she turned around and saw the shadow that the woman had seen.My head started throbbing and i started having flashbacks of memories I don't even remember having.
Sara:"Young lady, you must follow me. It's dangerous alone."
I screamed and said"No, I can't!"and ran off.I had to find Alessa soon.
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Sara
I shook my head.
"One, and she was mentally unstable." I whispered. I turned on my heel and ran quickly after the shadow. My heels clapped against the ground as my pace was intensified. I was determined to find the meaning of this place. The reason for the dreams. The will of the shadow.
After a while of running, I saw nothing. Mist. I sighed, doubling over with my hands on my knees. I was gasping for air. It was a long run.
Again, I was alone. Again, without a place to turn. I stared up into the sky and dropped my sight again. Where was I going? The mist was rendering me of any hope now. Would I be forever lost?
"Symptom number 7- Fading adamency, lack of determination. Slacking of the mind..." I whispered.
I sat down on the road, clutching my head. When the human is alone, it tends to break itself down to better suit itself with the circumstances. I was adapting to be alone in these circumstances. If I had someone, anyone- well maybe not the crazed little girl searching for Alessa- I would be ok. I would fall back into my doctoring state of mind. My evaluation skills would be open for the taking.
I just needed to find someone...
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Chapter 7
Nami
The world around her slowly began to come into view as she lifted her hands up to rub her eyes. At the touch of her eyes though, she could feel a thick and sticky substance at her fingertips. She gasped and peered in horror as she could see blood as crimson red as could be, fresh on her hands. Stumbling to her feet to get up, the room around her was lit up by various streaks of light peeking through the cracks in the wall. Twirling around she could almost swear that the wall behind her was bleeding.
"Where the hell am I?!!" she thought to herself. Looking around she noticed a window that was covered in splatters of what seemed to be dried up blood, along with bloody hand prints which scattered itself along the metal cracked-painted bars which barred the window shut. The only other thing in the room was a metal cart with a tray full of used surgical tools, sitting at an angle in the opposite corner of the small room. The only way out seemed to be a large heavy rusting metal door without a handle from the inside. A small caged window could be seen on the center of the metal door. Making her way over to it she squinted her eyes as she peered into it.
"HELLO?!? Is anybody there?!" she screamed out as her voice echoed through the hallway. A loud screeching noise could be heard nearby as she stumbled back, covering her ears from what sounded like a giant piece of metal being dragged across the floor. The unkept tile underneath her feet began to shake violently as the sound grew near. Fear began to tear at her heart as she stumbled back onto her sleeping spot. In one swift motion outside of her heavy metal door, a giant welding a colossal sword impaled the door, barely missing her head. She let out a high pitched scream as the beast carved a hole through the door with ease. She quickly crawled forward to get as far away as possible form whatever it was. Turning her head back for only a moment, she shook in horror as the beast in front of her had a head in the shape of a pyramid. In one swift scoop it reached into the gaping hole int he metal door and grasped her by her hair.
Screaming, she tries to pry the fingers off of her as the beast pulls her body through the hole, holding her high up in the air. The beast ceased her screaming by tearing her flesh in one clean sweep from her body, her blood scattering across the floor beneath them. Her body instantly went limp as the beast dragged her lifeless body along.
Nami had woken up screaming at the top of her lungs in her empty apartment. Her breath was heavy and choppy as she hugged at her arms, glad to have all of her skin in tact. Her nightmares were becoming more and more frequent now. Completely shaken, she manages to get herself up, peering off to the side as the digital clock on her nightstand read '3:49am' With a long drawn out sigh, she gets up to grab a glass of water.
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Monte
As Monte slowly began opening the Cafe House door, it began to produce an eerie noise. The door slowly creaked open, but stopping at a point. The door was only opened by a fraction, however wide enough for Monte to fit through. Sweat began to form on his palms. Releasing his hands from the iron bars, he placed his right foot near the bottom of the door so it would not shut on him. There was very little light produced inside the Cafe House. He was afraid. He was alone. However, he was curious. Observing his surroundings one last time, making sure that no visible person was near him. Monte slowly began to lift his left leg, creeping it inside the building. His foot reached surface.
Thats one... He thought to himself. The surface was however hard to catch a grip. There was littered papers and garbage on the floor. Monte then began creeping his body inside, his palms pressed against the warm glass, his eyes closed preventing dust from entering in, and then his right foot began to lift off the ground. Losing his balance he stumbled in, the Cafe door producing a loud slam. Bells jingled, and then left an ominous echo. Then... silence.
All Monte heard was the shuffling of papers as he adjusted himself.
Should've brought a flashlight... or at least a cellphone... Monte thought to himself, hitting his head slightly more or less because of his stupidity and his lack of preparation. He began to examine the building, looking for any signs of life. His shoe connected with a can, producing a loud 'Clank!'.
"Hello is anyone here!" Monte shouted helplessly. There was no response. Monte's eyes began to shuffle recklessly. He was frightened out of his mind. His palms produced even more sweat. Suddenly, a form of a shadow flashed past his very eyes. Monte stumbled on the ground, shuffling garbage around him. Were his eyes playing tricks on him?
"H...Hello?" Monte said in a terrified tone. This time he was praying nothing would respond. As Monte walked closer and closer to where the shadow had ran, he had spotted a bathroom. His heart began to beat slower... and slower. It became more of a hassle to breath. Just as he was about to take a step forward, he heard a voice from the outside.
Cheryl...? Monte echoed. Who was that? Was it that girl... Monte's eyes continued to fix on the bathroom door. But his feet shuffled back and headed for the exit. Looking down at the debris that prevented the door from opening all the way before. He brushed it away, gripping his hands on the iron bar once more. He was ready to leave this god forsaken place.
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Erin
Her hand brushed off the dirt and ash off the at least ten year old bottle of vodka that she had found behind the bar. It was half gone and probably tasted nasty, but hell it was something. Erin's slender hands worked on the cap of the bottle as she walked up the stairs to the second floor. There had to be a dressing room somewhere, and if it was like the 'Player's Club' then there would be some clothing lying around even if they were just costumes.
Reaching the second floor Erin turned to the right figuring the dressing room would be somewhere near the stage if not behind it. As she walked the girl finally unscrewed the bottle cap of the vodka with a weak smile. Quickly she took a swig of the harsh liquid and forcing it down her throat. Pulling the bottle from her lips Erin started to cough violently from the terribly strong after taste. “d**n...” She stopped going to catch her breath a bit knowing that the alcohol had to be at least eighty if not hundred proof. She would have to hold off on drinking much more of it...
Just as the girl was starting to move down the hall again she noted an open door to the right. Raising a brow the stripper walked over going to poke her head inside room. At first Erin jumped back a little seeing something along the wall, but then she realized it was her own reflection in one of the many vanity mirrors. A sigh of relief came over the girl as she pulled the door fully open looking around.
A thick layer of dust covered everything just like the rest of the place, the tacky floral wall paper was pealing along the walls, and there were holes punched in some of the walls. Carefully the girl walked into the room feeling for the light switch along the wall by the entrance. Finding it Erin flicked the switch on as the vanity mirror lights all came to life, or well at least most of them. Taking a deep breath the girl ventured more into the room going to explore. Ignoreing the vanities for now Erin decided just to search for clothes as she headed over to what appeared to be a closet on the other side of the room.
Opening the flimsy closet door, a wide grin appeared on the girl's face as she noticed that there were in fact clothes hanging up inside. They weren't normal clothes sadly, but instead costumes, so she'd just have to make due for now. Finding the only pair of pants, a fake leather type, Erin slipped them over her girl boxers surprised that it was a decent fit. The pants were a little out of date and they smelled musty, but it the costume pants were better than the school girl skirts. Flipping through the hangers the girl was looking for a shirt when she thought she heard music from the other room...
A chill rolled down her spin as the girl slowly turned looking around the dressing for a moment before seeing the private stairwell to the stage in the back corner. Quickly grabbing a pair of heels Erin made her way over to the iron spiral stair case looking down. Lights were flashing down below in the darkness. Someone must be here! “HELLO!!!” Erin screamed going to slip on the pair of red heels before starting down the spiral stair case and almost tripping over herself.
Reaching the back stage a strange wary feeling Deja Vu over came her. She had definitely been in this place before or at least the back stage. The loud techno music blared through the old speakers of the club making Erin wonder if they were going to survive the song even. Slowly leaving the stair case Erin headed towards the curtains that separated the stage wanting to really see what was going on out front. Clutching the bottle tightly in one hand the girl opened the curtain going to walk out. The bar was still empty, brightly colored lights were flashing everywhere, and the music was still playing at full volume. As Erin walked out on stage panic started to rush through her body. There-there just had to be someone there and why weren't they coming out? “HELLO!!!”
The girl waited for an answer, but when none came Eden quickly walked more out on stage looking around for someone. Maybe they didn't hear her call or something. The bright stage lights were making it impossible for Eden to see much of anything beyond the stage so there very well could be someone out there. “ANYONE!” The girl screamed now starting to panic a bit before noticing something move up front row and center of the stage. A shadowed figure...with no face! Erin gasped as her body began to quake in fear.
He's here!
Frozen in place Erin just stared at the figure as tears started to stream down her cheeks. “What do you want?!” She screamed pleading for some answer that made sense. Nothing, but eerie silence came from the figure though before it suddenly disappeared leaving Eden alone on the stage with as the lights danced around her form. And now the bars sub woofer even started to come to life sending vibrations though the stage.
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Ace
Feeling like a fool he got up for his seat. Why didn't he even try to start the car? Ace checked his pockets and realized he even left the keys in the ignition. The air was colder than when he first arrived, he shivered his way back to the car and got in the drivers seat. He reached to the back seat and put on his university jacket. It was mostly blue in a white outline, the sleeves were white as well with a blue-white-blue pattern at the end. He buckled his seat beat and turned the ignition on. The car sputtered for a moment, he stopped then tried again. Thinking there might be something wrong with the engine he unbuckled himself and stepped out. Lifting the hood and examining the motor and cables, everything seemed to be fine. He got back into the car and tried again, the car turned on for a moment then died.
"This is so cliché," he thought as he got his backpack and walked back to the hotel.
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Chapter 8
Kurt
Darkness and fog consumed the forest and the Immortal Medical Facility. It was just the kind of creepy weather that ghouls and ghosts loved, much like the setting of a horror movie. A tall man sporting a gray trench coat kicked the front door of the building, and proceeded sprinting from shadows behind him. These silhouettes chased him into the woods, moaning and gurgling, their movement slow and disturbing. The man stopped behind a tree, leaning against it for support as he tried to breathe. Running a hand through his messy brown hair, he relaxed his mind for a moment, shutting his eyes. Greens eyes opened wide as a bloody gored hand reached around the tree, clamping around his neck. One hand slide into a trench coat pocket, and flew out again holding a syringe. The scientist jammed it into the things head that attacked him, watching it fall to the ground.
However, whenever it truly feels safe, something bad is bound to happen. The man exited the forest, looking for his car in the IM parking lot. When he found it, he threw open the door, and jumped into his seat, thankful he filled the tank this morning. As he stuck the key in the ignition, two disfigured hands wrapped around his neck from the back seat. A image appeared under him reading 'TAP A' with the corresponding button shown. Soon after, his neck was bitten by the zombie in the behind him.
"nuts! I've been working on that part for a day, and it's still not working..." Kurt scratched his head, leaving his controller on his desk. "Well, I'm off the clock now..." With that, he turned everything off, and locked up his office. "Have a nice night folks.. I left my notes on game issues in everyone's mailboxes." Throwing on his track jacket, he already knew where he was heading. "Oh man, nothing like heading to the strip club..."
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Chapter 9
Megan
I ran two blocks before stopping and taking a breathe.That shadow....I had seen it somewhere before, but I didn't know where.I looked up and saw someone looking out the window of a building at the end of the street, it was a little girl.....Alessa!She walked away from the window.I ran over to the building and tried to open the door.It was locked.
"Dammit!!!"I yelled in frustration.I saw an iron pipe lying on the ground near the building.I walked over to it, picked it up,then walked back to the door and started bashing it againest the lock.No luck.After that i went over to the window and smashed it open with the pipe.Hundreds of tiny glass fragments flew everywhere.I jumped through the window and continued my search for Alessa
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Sara
I sat in my solace, closing my eyes and remembering a patient named Mica Williams...
He was but a small boy...
"Well... I was on a long road. And it was foggy. But wet fog." he began, twining his fingers nervously. He was a cute little 10-year old boy. Half-black, half- irish. His hair was dark and curly and his nose stuck out with a point. Like I said- cute.
"You mean mist?" I asked politely, leaning onto my desk towards him. He nodded his head.
"Yes, mist." He whispered. Mica adjusted himself in the seat and cleared his throat. "So, I started walking down the road. I could hear a girl calling my name. She said she wanted to play. So I followed her."
"How did you see her Mica?" I asked gently, fixating my glasses over my nose.
"I didn't."
"So it was just a voice? Well, why did you follow it?"
"Because." Mica looked down, his hands were shaking. "I didn't want to be alone with the shadow."
Then something I didn't remember.
Mica looked up, his eyes rotted away and his sockets hollow. Dark and hollow, rotted away. I was compelled to stand and lean closer, reaching out to touch the hollow eyes of a little boy.
Darkness leapt from those empty eyes, grasping my wrists, and swallowing me whole...
I opened my eyes and jumped up screaming. I had accidently fallen asleep in my remembering. I shook it off, sighing.
"d**n this delusional paranoia." I whispered. Looking up, the mist was hazy. I squinted, and noticed that my glasses were gone.
I stumbled desperately to the ground and reached out, trying again and again to find them. But to no avail.
I stood up and felt a cold chill on my neck, raising hair.
I turned, slowly. I had no idea what it could have been. Impossible, maybe it was just a breeze. No, it was a breath.
My blurred sight fixed on the dark shadow standing before me.
I took a step back, and it stepped forward. I heard an odd shrill buzzing in my head, and that's when I turned.
And again, I was running. Running like never before, with my sight affected, and my muscles ached.
God, if you are there, help me...
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Cyrus
Cyrus exits the room, it seemed normal, but empty. This was scary beyond reason, what the hell was going on, and where was he? This placed was like hell on earth. This had to be a dream, what else was it? He began walking down the hall quietly, looking around him with each step, each one more careful than the next. He didn't know what could be around the corner, another one of those nurses perhaps, he prayed not. Though that nurse died, did he do it, did he kill her? Maybe too shocked to admit it or remember, he never knew, it could happen
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Chapter 10
Nami
Nami was throwing the last of her clean clothes into a small black dufflebag along with various toiletries and essentials. Her eyes were wide open and her hands were shaking from the lack of sleep. She slipped into tan stockings along with a solid black business skirt that cut short just above her knees. A white buttoned up blouse was concealed by a matching black blazer as her short choppy black hair fell right past her shoulders. The dufflebag hung over her shoulders accompanying her red leather purse as she slipped into a pair of glossy dark red heals.
With one last look at her apartment she flicked off the lights, closing and locking her door behind her. Scattered all over her desk in the empty apartment were several newspaper articles and pictures - circled in a red grease pencil in all of the articles were the words "Silent Hill."
Nami reached the airport just in time to be pulled aside for an extra security screening. She stood with her arms stretched out in front of her as an armed inspector had his way with her - that is to say he may as well had his way with her with the way he felt up and down her body for "harmful substances." Nami sprinted toward her gate, barely catching it as the flight attendants were about to shut the aircraft door. Catching her breath she reached her aisle seat and tossed her dufflebag into the overhead compartment. She fastened her seatbelt around her slender waist as a baby in front of her seemed to be crying and screaming as if someone was branding it with a hot iron. Even so, it was music to her ears compared to the terror that she has been experiencing in her nightmares. This was it. She was going to face the root of her nightmares and put a cease to them forever. She was going to Silent Hill.
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Megan
The building was dark and cold, but that didn't stop me.I walked upstairs to see if Alessa was there.There was a painting by the door of a man with a pyramid shaped helmet standing by men who had been hung.It was titled'Misty day,Remains of the judgement.'It kind of creeped me out so I walked through the door.The room was dark, darker then the rest of the house.I walked around the corner and saw her,Alessa, sitting on the ground.I walked over and asked "Hi, are you Alessa?"
The girl responded"No, my name is Cheryl."
Wrong girl, but she looked so much like her.
"Cheryl, where are your parents?"
Cheryl doesn't reply, then runs out the door and downstairs.
"Hey, wait!"I yelled, but she was already gone.
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Ace
A siren pierced the silence and looking back for a moment, Ace felt like something was following him. This feeling that whatever was behind him was something not bound to the laws reality or of this world scared him. What little scenery he could see through the fog was rusted, raw and bloody, his breathing became short and quick. He was panicking knowing he was in danger. He began to run with his only concern of getting back inside the Lakeside Hotel.
The hotel now shared the same characteristics as the rest of the outside, a grotesque decay. Ace hesitated reaching for the door and looked in the direction he had came from. A low groan was heard, his eyes widen and his quickly gripped the handle. He had to get inside, It was better than seeing what was following him. He flung door flung open and fell down in panic. The groan was louder this time. Jumping to his feet he slammed the door shut and locked it. Ace closed his eyes and began to breath in and out slowly. After he had regained control of his breathing he turned seeing that the lobby looked just as ugly as the outside. What could have caused this? His mind was racing trying to make sense of it, but was interrupted by a small creak that could be heard coming from the top of the stairs. Something was coming to greet him
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Pyramid Head
The night had come, his breathing deep and hungry, his grip on the massive sword tightened as he began to descend the stairs. Thump, thump, thump, he reached the bottom as his large sword slammed down behind him, the hollow clash echoing throughout the hotel. His large pyramid helmet glanced at the one who had come inside and he held his hand out, making wierd motions with his hand and body, after a while he begins to wander off, the blade leaving a distinct trail behind him.
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Ace
His heart was pounding, what was he looking at? His eyes were so focused with terror, his vision began to blur. Ace blinked once when whatever this person or monster reached the bottom of the stairs. A loud thud echoed throughout the lobby as its massive sword hit the ground. It was then started motioning Ace to come, he shook his head no, causing it to move more aggressively. He sighed sharply taking one step forward. This thing turned away and began walking haphazardly. Looking down at the trail he panicked.
His eyes widen then he turned around slamming himself right into the door.
“LET ME OUT OF HERE!!!” he yelled frantically twisting the knob.
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Chapter 10
Megan
Just as I was about to run after Cheryl, some kind of alarm went off, a siren.The material on the walls started to fall to the ground and from it formed deathly pale children holding knives, they started to walk towards me and I screamed and ran outside.What I was expecting was right outside the door was some kind of monster, it was a humanoid, it looked kind of like a man in a straightjacket, but with an extra layer of skin pulled over.I screamed and ran past the grotesque figure, and saw something fly past me.I knew instantly it had been from that monster.I kept running, and running, and didn't stop.I ran all the way up Nathan ave. and to the Lakeside Hotel.On my way there, even more strange figures fell out of the trees on the side of the road.They were mannequins, but they had legs on the top too, and they could move.When i made it to the hotel, I slammed the door shut behind me.When I turned back around I started to wish i hadn't been so loud.There was a man, about 6 feet tall, with a pyramid shaped helmet and a huge sword.I gulped and prayed a silent prayer as he stared at me.
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Sara
I had been running so long. My legs seared with the pain of pushing farther than my limits. After a while, I stopped. I could only try and convince myself that it was a momentary illusion, a moment of mental breaking. I was fine now. I was fine, right?
I heard something in my head. Deep in my mind... No, it wasn't in my head... It was a siren.
I looked up into the sky, my brow drawn together in panic and anger. I tried to focus but without my glasses I could only tell that it was getting dark. I heard a metallic screeching, and I twisted around. I could see in the distance some reddish metal gate of sorts rising. The siren grew louder, heavier, as did my breathing.
I turned, and saw something. A shadow or... thing... rising up from the edge of my sight. I turned sharply as it approached. Eager to escape, I tripped and fell. My finger lightly grazed something on the ground. As I looked, I found my glasses, perfectly intact.
"Impossible." I whispered as I pushed them onto my nose and looked back. Looking back, I saw it. A beast. And it wasn't alone. I had no explanation for the destruction and lust in it's eyes for death. And the loud siren in my mind as the sky was dark.
I had to be in Hell.
I could only lift myself, and once again run. Hoping that maybe I could make it somewhere safe, or die quickly trying.
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Pyramid Head
The massive hulking form of the man dragged behind him a dying manniquin, the red helmet lighting the hallway with a hue of blood red.
Turning the corner to the back entrance where the girl had just entered he shoves the Manniquin into the corner near her, the dying form squirming and twitching until...SMASH...the heavy blade of the man slams into the corpse spraying blood onto the girl and the walls around her.
Slowly withdrawing the blade, he hefts it back behind him and slowly walks away etching a trail into cold metal floor, the executioner some called him, penance for their sins was more like it
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Megan
screamed as the blood of the mannequin splattered all over me.I watched as the Pyramid Head man walked away, carrying his massive knife behind him.I let out a sigh of relief, then, out the corner of my eye, saw someone at the top of the stairs but when I turned and looked they were gone.I looked back at the mannequin and shuttered.No one, not even that creature, deserved that.I walked up the stairs and through the door on the right.As I opened it, the door closed behind me.I turned and watch it close then turned around her saw her.Alessa.
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Ace
Hearing someone scream Ace raced to where the monster or whatever it was walking. He saw it coming through the hallway and ducked down hoping it wouldn’t see him. Seeing a trail of blood, he prayed that who ever had screamed hadn’t met their end. Following the trail Ace came to a room that was covered in blood with mangled mannequins scattered on the floor. Ace worried if he was going crazy, seeing things like this. He heard a door close and quickly caught sight of which one it was. He slowly walked up to it and lightly knocked on it.
“Is…is someone in there?” he whispered then waited for an answer.
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Megan
At the sound of the knocking, Alessa began to fade."We will meet again, Megan."She said before she disappeared.I sighed and saw a 2x4 on the ground leaning againest an end table.I picked it up and slowly opened the door and was ready to attack.Just as i was about to strike I noticed it was a human.
"Oh sorry about that."I said and flushed a little.
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Kurt
Fog and mist engulfed Kurt as he walked through town. "I don't remember things being like this... matter of fact, I don't remember being in the woods." Somehow he went from town to a forest, if he didn't know any better, he would say he was tripping. "Hmm... this seems like the setting to on of those crazy survival games... like Resident Evil... or that other one, what was it called... started with a S..." The air grew cold, the night grew darker, and the mist grew thicker the further he walked. Oddly enough, nothing about this strange occurrence effected him, most would be scared if they magically ended up here. Strange noises started to follow him, making his head move back and fourth trying to find it's origin. "Hello.. anyone there? Anyone?"
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Chapter 11
The door creaked open and he saw a piece of wood coming right at him. He raised his hands to block it, but it stopped mid-air. Moving it out of his line of sight Ace saw that it was girl covered in blood. He figured that whatever that thing was must have tried to attack her, but missed. Ace just looked at the girl for a moment, he zoned out until she spoke.
“We better stay here until this passes,” he said pushing her into the room.
To be continued......
Chapter 6:
Cyrus
Cyrus stares around, finally a lady walked in his room, hold on now. He stared closer, she didn't have a face. This was getting very unusual, finally she pulled something out, a pipe? What was that for, oh wait what is she doing! Before he knew it, she swung, he closed his eyes and his shackles were shattered, and she fell to the floor dead, her back bleeding everywhere. He jumped out, leaning against a wall. "Oh nuts..." He said, staring. "This must be a dream, ladies with no face?" He pinched himself, screaming. "Let me out, let me out!" He screamed, tormenting his brain, he ran for the door, opening it.
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Ace
Opening his eyes, Ace was confused as to what had happened. He recollected his thoughts, tracing the events of his day. Reaching into his jean pocket he flipped his cell phone open, the battery was dead.
"Of course," he sighed looking out from the window.
Seeing the mist made him feel uneasy like something wasn't right. Stepping out of the car he spotted a hotel called Lakeside. He figured they had a working phone at the front office so he could call his sister. The area was mostly dark only to be lighted with the dim glow of lamps. Ace didn't see anyone in his immediate surroundings, but someone was in the building how else could the lights be on?
"Hello! anyone hear?" he shouted.
He waited for a response and repeated his words again. Seeing a deck bell he rang it multiple things, but still nothing.
"Guess I'll have to wait for someone to come out," he said sitting down in an empty chair in the lobby.
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Megan
I looked at the lady and said"Of course i saw the police barricades, but they didn't stop me.I'm going to find what im looking for, or die trying.Megan noticed the woman cover her mouth, and she turned around and saw the shadow that the woman had seen.My head started throbbing and i started having flashbacks of memories I don't even remember having.
Sara:"Young lady, you must follow me. It's dangerous alone."
I screamed and said"No, I can't!"and ran off.I had to find Alessa soon.
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Sara
I shook my head.
"One, and she was mentally unstable." I whispered. I turned on my heel and ran quickly after the shadow. My heels clapped against the ground as my pace was intensified. I was determined to find the meaning of this place. The reason for the dreams. The will of the shadow.
After a while of running, I saw nothing. Mist. I sighed, doubling over with my hands on my knees. I was gasping for air. It was a long run.
Again, I was alone. Again, without a place to turn. I stared up into the sky and dropped my sight again. Where was I going? The mist was rendering me of any hope now. Would I be forever lost?
"Symptom number 7- Fading adamency, lack of determination. Slacking of the mind..." I whispered.
I sat down on the road, clutching my head. When the human is alone, it tends to break itself down to better suit itself with the circumstances. I was adapting to be alone in these circumstances. If I had someone, anyone- well maybe not the crazed little girl searching for Alessa- I would be ok. I would fall back into my doctoring state of mind. My evaluation skills would be open for the taking.
I just needed to find someone...
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Chapter 7
Nami
The world around her slowly began to come into view as she lifted her hands up to rub her eyes. At the touch of her eyes though, she could feel a thick and sticky substance at her fingertips. She gasped and peered in horror as she could see blood as crimson red as could be, fresh on her hands. Stumbling to her feet to get up, the room around her was lit up by various streaks of light peeking through the cracks in the wall. Twirling around she could almost swear that the wall behind her was bleeding.
"Where the hell am I?!!" she thought to herself. Looking around she noticed a window that was covered in splatters of what seemed to be dried up blood, along with bloody hand prints which scattered itself along the metal cracked-painted bars which barred the window shut. The only other thing in the room was a metal cart with a tray full of used surgical tools, sitting at an angle in the opposite corner of the small room. The only way out seemed to be a large heavy rusting metal door without a handle from the inside. A small caged window could be seen on the center of the metal door. Making her way over to it she squinted her eyes as she peered into it.
"HELLO?!? Is anybody there?!" she screamed out as her voice echoed through the hallway. A loud screeching noise could be heard nearby as she stumbled back, covering her ears from what sounded like a giant piece of metal being dragged across the floor. The unkept tile underneath her feet began to shake violently as the sound grew near. Fear began to tear at her heart as she stumbled back onto her sleeping spot. In one swift motion outside of her heavy metal door, a giant welding a colossal sword impaled the door, barely missing her head. She let out a high pitched scream as the beast carved a hole through the door with ease. She quickly crawled forward to get as far away as possible form whatever it was. Turning her head back for only a moment, she shook in horror as the beast in front of her had a head in the shape of a pyramid. In one swift scoop it reached into the gaping hole int he metal door and grasped her by her hair.
Screaming, she tries to pry the fingers off of her as the beast pulls her body through the hole, holding her high up in the air. The beast ceased her screaming by tearing her flesh in one clean sweep from her body, her blood scattering across the floor beneath them. Her body instantly went limp as the beast dragged her lifeless body along.
Nami had woken up screaming at the top of her lungs in her empty apartment. Her breath was heavy and choppy as she hugged at her arms, glad to have all of her skin in tact. Her nightmares were becoming more and more frequent now. Completely shaken, she manages to get herself up, peering off to the side as the digital clock on her nightstand read '3:49am' With a long drawn out sigh, she gets up to grab a glass of water.
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Monte
As Monte slowly began opening the Cafe House door, it began to produce an eerie noise. The door slowly creaked open, but stopping at a point. The door was only opened by a fraction, however wide enough for Monte to fit through. Sweat began to form on his palms. Releasing his hands from the iron bars, he placed his right foot near the bottom of the door so it would not shut on him. There was very little light produced inside the Cafe House. He was afraid. He was alone. However, he was curious. Observing his surroundings one last time, making sure that no visible person was near him. Monte slowly began to lift his left leg, creeping it inside the building. His foot reached surface.
Thats one... He thought to himself. The surface was however hard to catch a grip. There was littered papers and garbage on the floor. Monte then began creeping his body inside, his palms pressed against the warm glass, his eyes closed preventing dust from entering in, and then his right foot began to lift off the ground. Losing his balance he stumbled in, the Cafe door producing a loud slam. Bells jingled, and then left an ominous echo. Then... silence.
All Monte heard was the shuffling of papers as he adjusted himself.
Should've brought a flashlight... or at least a cellphone... Monte thought to himself, hitting his head slightly more or less because of his stupidity and his lack of preparation. He began to examine the building, looking for any signs of life. His shoe connected with a can, producing a loud 'Clank!'.
"Hello is anyone here!" Monte shouted helplessly. There was no response. Monte's eyes began to shuffle recklessly. He was frightened out of his mind. His palms produced even more sweat. Suddenly, a form of a shadow flashed past his very eyes. Monte stumbled on the ground, shuffling garbage around him. Were his eyes playing tricks on him?
"H...Hello?" Monte said in a terrified tone. This time he was praying nothing would respond. As Monte walked closer and closer to where the shadow had ran, he had spotted a bathroom. His heart began to beat slower... and slower. It became more of a hassle to breath. Just as he was about to take a step forward, he heard a voice from the outside.
Cheryl...? Monte echoed. Who was that? Was it that girl... Monte's eyes continued to fix on the bathroom door. But his feet shuffled back and headed for the exit. Looking down at the debris that prevented the door from opening all the way before. He brushed it away, gripping his hands on the iron bar once more. He was ready to leave this god forsaken place.
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Erin
Her hand brushed off the dirt and ash off the at least ten year old bottle of vodka that she had found behind the bar. It was half gone and probably tasted nasty, but hell it was something. Erin's slender hands worked on the cap of the bottle as she walked up the stairs to the second floor. There had to be a dressing room somewhere, and if it was like the 'Player's Club' then there would be some clothing lying around even if they were just costumes.
Reaching the second floor Erin turned to the right figuring the dressing room would be somewhere near the stage if not behind it. As she walked the girl finally unscrewed the bottle cap of the vodka with a weak smile. Quickly she took a swig of the harsh liquid and forcing it down her throat. Pulling the bottle from her lips Erin started to cough violently from the terribly strong after taste. “d**n...” She stopped going to catch her breath a bit knowing that the alcohol had to be at least eighty if not hundred proof. She would have to hold off on drinking much more of it...
Just as the girl was starting to move down the hall again she noted an open door to the right. Raising a brow the stripper walked over going to poke her head inside room. At first Erin jumped back a little seeing something along the wall, but then she realized it was her own reflection in one of the many vanity mirrors. A sigh of relief came over the girl as she pulled the door fully open looking around.
A thick layer of dust covered everything just like the rest of the place, the tacky floral wall paper was pealing along the walls, and there were holes punched in some of the walls. Carefully the girl walked into the room feeling for the light switch along the wall by the entrance. Finding it Erin flicked the switch on as the vanity mirror lights all came to life, or well at least most of them. Taking a deep breath the girl ventured more into the room going to explore. Ignoreing the vanities for now Erin decided just to search for clothes as she headed over to what appeared to be a closet on the other side of the room.
Opening the flimsy closet door, a wide grin appeared on the girl's face as she noticed that there were in fact clothes hanging up inside. They weren't normal clothes sadly, but instead costumes, so she'd just have to make due for now. Finding the only pair of pants, a fake leather type, Erin slipped them over her girl boxers surprised that it was a decent fit. The pants were a little out of date and they smelled musty, but it the costume pants were better than the school girl skirts. Flipping through the hangers the girl was looking for a shirt when she thought she heard music from the other room...
A chill rolled down her spin as the girl slowly turned looking around the dressing for a moment before seeing the private stairwell to the stage in the back corner. Quickly grabbing a pair of heels Erin made her way over to the iron spiral stair case looking down. Lights were flashing down below in the darkness. Someone must be here! “HELLO!!!” Erin screamed going to slip on the pair of red heels before starting down the spiral stair case and almost tripping over herself.
Reaching the back stage a strange wary feeling Deja Vu over came her. She had definitely been in this place before or at least the back stage. The loud techno music blared through the old speakers of the club making Erin wonder if they were going to survive the song even. Slowly leaving the stair case Erin headed towards the curtains that separated the stage wanting to really see what was going on out front. Clutching the bottle tightly in one hand the girl opened the curtain going to walk out. The bar was still empty, brightly colored lights were flashing everywhere, and the music was still playing at full volume. As Erin walked out on stage panic started to rush through her body. There-there just had to be someone there and why weren't they coming out? “HELLO!!!”
The girl waited for an answer, but when none came Eden quickly walked more out on stage looking around for someone. Maybe they didn't hear her call or something. The bright stage lights were making it impossible for Eden to see much of anything beyond the stage so there very well could be someone out there. “ANYONE!” The girl screamed now starting to panic a bit before noticing something move up front row and center of the stage. A shadowed figure...with no face! Erin gasped as her body began to quake in fear.
He's here!
Frozen in place Erin just stared at the figure as tears started to stream down her cheeks. “What do you want?!” She screamed pleading for some answer that made sense. Nothing, but eerie silence came from the figure though before it suddenly disappeared leaving Eden alone on the stage with as the lights danced around her form. And now the bars sub woofer even started to come to life sending vibrations though the stage.
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Ace
Feeling like a fool he got up for his seat. Why didn't he even try to start the car? Ace checked his pockets and realized he even left the keys in the ignition. The air was colder than when he first arrived, he shivered his way back to the car and got in the drivers seat. He reached to the back seat and put on his university jacket. It was mostly blue in a white outline, the sleeves were white as well with a blue-white-blue pattern at the end. He buckled his seat beat and turned the ignition on. The car sputtered for a moment, he stopped then tried again. Thinking there might be something wrong with the engine he unbuckled himself and stepped out. Lifting the hood and examining the motor and cables, everything seemed to be fine. He got back into the car and tried again, the car turned on for a moment then died.
"This is so cliché," he thought as he got his backpack and walked back to the hotel.
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Chapter 8
Kurt
Darkness and fog consumed the forest and the Immortal Medical Facility. It was just the kind of creepy weather that ghouls and ghosts loved, much like the setting of a horror movie. A tall man sporting a gray trench coat kicked the front door of the building, and proceeded sprinting from shadows behind him. These silhouettes chased him into the woods, moaning and gurgling, their movement slow and disturbing. The man stopped behind a tree, leaning against it for support as he tried to breathe. Running a hand through his messy brown hair, he relaxed his mind for a moment, shutting his eyes. Greens eyes opened wide as a bloody gored hand reached around the tree, clamping around his neck. One hand slide into a trench coat pocket, and flew out again holding a syringe. The scientist jammed it into the things head that attacked him, watching it fall to the ground.
However, whenever it truly feels safe, something bad is bound to happen. The man exited the forest, looking for his car in the IM parking lot. When he found it, he threw open the door, and jumped into his seat, thankful he filled the tank this morning. As he stuck the key in the ignition, two disfigured hands wrapped around his neck from the back seat. A image appeared under him reading 'TAP A' with the corresponding button shown. Soon after, his neck was bitten by the zombie in the behind him.
"nuts! I've been working on that part for a day, and it's still not working..." Kurt scratched his head, leaving his controller on his desk. "Well, I'm off the clock now..." With that, he turned everything off, and locked up his office. "Have a nice night folks.. I left my notes on game issues in everyone's mailboxes." Throwing on his track jacket, he already knew where he was heading. "Oh man, nothing like heading to the strip club..."
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Chapter 9
Megan
I ran two blocks before stopping and taking a breathe.That shadow....I had seen it somewhere before, but I didn't know where.I looked up and saw someone looking out the window of a building at the end of the street, it was a little girl.....Alessa!She walked away from the window.I ran over to the building and tried to open the door.It was locked.
"Dammit!!!"I yelled in frustration.I saw an iron pipe lying on the ground near the building.I walked over to it, picked it up,then walked back to the door and started bashing it againest the lock.No luck.After that i went over to the window and smashed it open with the pipe.Hundreds of tiny glass fragments flew everywhere.I jumped through the window and continued my search for Alessa
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Sara
I sat in my solace, closing my eyes and remembering a patient named Mica Williams...
He was but a small boy...
"Well... I was on a long road. And it was foggy. But wet fog." he began, twining his fingers nervously. He was a cute little 10-year old boy. Half-black, half- irish. His hair was dark and curly and his nose stuck out with a point. Like I said- cute.
"You mean mist?" I asked politely, leaning onto my desk towards him. He nodded his head.
"Yes, mist." He whispered. Mica adjusted himself in the seat and cleared his throat. "So, I started walking down the road. I could hear a girl calling my name. She said she wanted to play. So I followed her."
"How did you see her Mica?" I asked gently, fixating my glasses over my nose.
"I didn't."
"So it was just a voice? Well, why did you follow it?"
"Because." Mica looked down, his hands were shaking. "I didn't want to be alone with the shadow."
Then something I didn't remember.
Mica looked up, his eyes rotted away and his sockets hollow. Dark and hollow, rotted away. I was compelled to stand and lean closer, reaching out to touch the hollow eyes of a little boy.
Darkness leapt from those empty eyes, grasping my wrists, and swallowing me whole...
I opened my eyes and jumped up screaming. I had accidently fallen asleep in my remembering. I shook it off, sighing.
"d**n this delusional paranoia." I whispered. Looking up, the mist was hazy. I squinted, and noticed that my glasses were gone.
I stumbled desperately to the ground and reached out, trying again and again to find them. But to no avail.
I stood up and felt a cold chill on my neck, raising hair.
I turned, slowly. I had no idea what it could have been. Impossible, maybe it was just a breeze. No, it was a breath.
My blurred sight fixed on the dark shadow standing before me.
I took a step back, and it stepped forward. I heard an odd shrill buzzing in my head, and that's when I turned.
And again, I was running. Running like never before, with my sight affected, and my muscles ached.
God, if you are there, help me...
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Cyrus
Cyrus exits the room, it seemed normal, but empty. This was scary beyond reason, what the hell was going on, and where was he? This placed was like hell on earth. This had to be a dream, what else was it? He began walking down the hall quietly, looking around him with each step, each one more careful than the next. He didn't know what could be around the corner, another one of those nurses perhaps, he prayed not. Though that nurse died, did he do it, did he kill her? Maybe too shocked to admit it or remember, he never knew, it could happen
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Chapter 10
Nami
Nami was throwing the last of her clean clothes into a small black dufflebag along with various toiletries and essentials. Her eyes were wide open and her hands were shaking from the lack of sleep. She slipped into tan stockings along with a solid black business skirt that cut short just above her knees. A white buttoned up blouse was concealed by a matching black blazer as her short choppy black hair fell right past her shoulders. The dufflebag hung over her shoulders accompanying her red leather purse as she slipped into a pair of glossy dark red heals.
With one last look at her apartment she flicked off the lights, closing and locking her door behind her. Scattered all over her desk in the empty apartment were several newspaper articles and pictures - circled in a red grease pencil in all of the articles were the words "Silent Hill."
Nami reached the airport just in time to be pulled aside for an extra security screening. She stood with her arms stretched out in front of her as an armed inspector had his way with her - that is to say he may as well had his way with her with the way he felt up and down her body for "harmful substances." Nami sprinted toward her gate, barely catching it as the flight attendants were about to shut the aircraft door. Catching her breath she reached her aisle seat and tossed her dufflebag into the overhead compartment. She fastened her seatbelt around her slender waist as a baby in front of her seemed to be crying and screaming as if someone was branding it with a hot iron. Even so, it was music to her ears compared to the terror that she has been experiencing in her nightmares. This was it. She was going to face the root of her nightmares and put a cease to them forever. She was going to Silent Hill.
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Megan
The building was dark and cold, but that didn't stop me.I walked upstairs to see if Alessa was there.There was a painting by the door of a man with a pyramid shaped helmet standing by men who had been hung.It was titled'Misty day,Remains of the judgement.'It kind of creeped me out so I walked through the door.The room was dark, darker then the rest of the house.I walked around the corner and saw her,Alessa, sitting on the ground.I walked over and asked "Hi, are you Alessa?"
The girl responded"No, my name is Cheryl."
Wrong girl, but she looked so much like her.
"Cheryl, where are your parents?"
Cheryl doesn't reply, then runs out the door and downstairs.
"Hey, wait!"I yelled, but she was already gone.
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Ace
A siren pierced the silence and looking back for a moment, Ace felt like something was following him. This feeling that whatever was behind him was something not bound to the laws reality or of this world scared him. What little scenery he could see through the fog was rusted, raw and bloody, his breathing became short and quick. He was panicking knowing he was in danger. He began to run with his only concern of getting back inside the Lakeside Hotel.
The hotel now shared the same characteristics as the rest of the outside, a grotesque decay. Ace hesitated reaching for the door and looked in the direction he had came from. A low groan was heard, his eyes widen and his quickly gripped the handle. He had to get inside, It was better than seeing what was following him. He flung door flung open and fell down in panic. The groan was louder this time. Jumping to his feet he slammed the door shut and locked it. Ace closed his eyes and began to breath in and out slowly. After he had regained control of his breathing he turned seeing that the lobby looked just as ugly as the outside. What could have caused this? His mind was racing trying to make sense of it, but was interrupted by a small creak that could be heard coming from the top of the stairs. Something was coming to greet him
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Pyramid Head
The night had come, his breathing deep and hungry, his grip on the massive sword tightened as he began to descend the stairs. Thump, thump, thump, he reached the bottom as his large sword slammed down behind him, the hollow clash echoing throughout the hotel. His large pyramid helmet glanced at the one who had come inside and he held his hand out, making wierd motions with his hand and body, after a while he begins to wander off, the blade leaving a distinct trail behind him.
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Ace
His heart was pounding, what was he looking at? His eyes were so focused with terror, his vision began to blur. Ace blinked once when whatever this person or monster reached the bottom of the stairs. A loud thud echoed throughout the lobby as its massive sword hit the ground. It was then started motioning Ace to come, he shook his head no, causing it to move more aggressively. He sighed sharply taking one step forward. This thing turned away and began walking haphazardly. Looking down at the trail he panicked.
His eyes widen then he turned around slamming himself right into the door.
“LET ME OUT OF HERE!!!” he yelled frantically twisting the knob.
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Chapter 10
Megan
Just as I was about to run after Cheryl, some kind of alarm went off, a siren.The material on the walls started to fall to the ground and from it formed deathly pale children holding knives, they started to walk towards me and I screamed and ran outside.What I was expecting was right outside the door was some kind of monster, it was a humanoid, it looked kind of like a man in a straightjacket, but with an extra layer of skin pulled over.I screamed and ran past the grotesque figure, and saw something fly past me.I knew instantly it had been from that monster.I kept running, and running, and didn't stop.I ran all the way up Nathan ave. and to the Lakeside Hotel.On my way there, even more strange figures fell out of the trees on the side of the road.They were mannequins, but they had legs on the top too, and they could move.When i made it to the hotel, I slammed the door shut behind me.When I turned back around I started to wish i hadn't been so loud.There was a man, about 6 feet tall, with a pyramid shaped helmet and a huge sword.I gulped and prayed a silent prayer as he stared at me.
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Sara
I had been running so long. My legs seared with the pain of pushing farther than my limits. After a while, I stopped. I could only try and convince myself that it was a momentary illusion, a moment of mental breaking. I was fine now. I was fine, right?
I heard something in my head. Deep in my mind... No, it wasn't in my head... It was a siren.
I looked up into the sky, my brow drawn together in panic and anger. I tried to focus but without my glasses I could only tell that it was getting dark. I heard a metallic screeching, and I twisted around. I could see in the distance some reddish metal gate of sorts rising. The siren grew louder, heavier, as did my breathing.
I turned, and saw something. A shadow or... thing... rising up from the edge of my sight. I turned sharply as it approached. Eager to escape, I tripped and fell. My finger lightly grazed something on the ground. As I looked, I found my glasses, perfectly intact.
"Impossible." I whispered as I pushed them onto my nose and looked back. Looking back, I saw it. A beast. And it wasn't alone. I had no explanation for the destruction and lust in it's eyes for death. And the loud siren in my mind as the sky was dark.
I had to be in Hell.
I could only lift myself, and once again run. Hoping that maybe I could make it somewhere safe, or die quickly trying.
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Pyramid Head
The massive hulking form of the man dragged behind him a dying manniquin, the red helmet lighting the hallway with a hue of blood red.
Turning the corner to the back entrance where the girl had just entered he shoves the Manniquin into the corner near her, the dying form squirming and twitching until...SMASH...the heavy blade of the man slams into the corpse spraying blood onto the girl and the walls around her.
Slowly withdrawing the blade, he hefts it back behind him and slowly walks away etching a trail into cold metal floor, the executioner some called him, penance for their sins was more like it
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Megan
screamed as the blood of the mannequin splattered all over me.I watched as the Pyramid Head man walked away, carrying his massive knife behind him.I let out a sigh of relief, then, out the corner of my eye, saw someone at the top of the stairs but when I turned and looked they were gone.I looked back at the mannequin and shuttered.No one, not even that creature, deserved that.I walked up the stairs and through the door on the right.As I opened it, the door closed behind me.I turned and watch it close then turned around her saw her.Alessa.
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Ace
Hearing someone scream Ace raced to where the monster or whatever it was walking. He saw it coming through the hallway and ducked down hoping it wouldn’t see him. Seeing a trail of blood, he prayed that who ever had screamed hadn’t met their end. Following the trail Ace came to a room that was covered in blood with mangled mannequins scattered on the floor. Ace worried if he was going crazy, seeing things like this. He heard a door close and quickly caught sight of which one it was. He slowly walked up to it and lightly knocked on it.
“Is…is someone in there?” he whispered then waited for an answer.
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Megan
At the sound of the knocking, Alessa began to fade."We will meet again, Megan."She said before she disappeared.I sighed and saw a 2x4 on the ground leaning againest an end table.I picked it up and slowly opened the door and was ready to attack.Just as i was about to strike I noticed it was a human.
"Oh sorry about that."I said and flushed a little.
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Kurt
Fog and mist engulfed Kurt as he walked through town. "I don't remember things being like this... matter of fact, I don't remember being in the woods." Somehow he went from town to a forest, if he didn't know any better, he would say he was tripping. "Hmm... this seems like the setting to on of those crazy survival games... like Resident Evil... or that other one, what was it called... started with a S..." The air grew cold, the night grew darker, and the mist grew thicker the further he walked. Oddly enough, nothing about this strange occurrence effected him, most would be scared if they magically ended up here. Strange noises started to follow him, making his head move back and fourth trying to find it's origin. "Hello.. anyone there? Anyone?"
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Chapter 11
The door creaked open and he saw a piece of wood coming right at him. He raised his hands to block it, but it stopped mid-air. Moving it out of his line of sight Ace saw that it was girl covered in blood. He figured that whatever that thing was must have tried to attack her, but missed. Ace just looked at the girl for a moment, he zoned out until she spoke.
“We better stay here until this passes,” he said pushing her into the room.
To be continued......
