| "Exploring Silent Hill" |
| Back before he was a convicted felon and I worked for the DEA, we were on a case together. We were the perfect team... I, a rookie and him, a seasoned veteran... I remember our last case well...*cue the flashback music* |
We were on routine investigation at the local burlesque when we got a call to
investigate the small town of Silent Hill about two hours away. We arrived
there about 2:00 in the morning and the only thing that implied that this town
was inhabited was the fact that the street lights were still operating. We could
tell something was awry just by the feeling in the air, it wasn't so much a
physical thing but in the end thats the only way that I can think to explain it.
investigate the small town of Silent Hill about two hours away. We arrived
there about 2:00 in the morning and the only thing that implied that this town
was inhabited was the fact that the street lights were still operating. We could
tell something was awry just by the feeling in the air, it wasn't so much a
physical thing but in the end thats the only way that I can think to explain it.
There were plenty of empty cars, but not a soul to be seen. I
couldn't shake the feeling that something just wasn't right about
this situation. It reminded me of a bad video game or some B
rate movie where there was someone waiting in the dark
around the corner. We knocked on the doors to the motel
rooms but received no reply. As we were driving by the tire
store my partner thought he spotted some movement through
the window, so he dropped me off to investigate while he tried
to find someone in a local authoritative position.
couldn't shake the feeling that something just wasn't right about
this situation. It reminded me of a bad video game or some B
rate movie where there was someone waiting in the dark
around the corner. We knocked on the doors to the motel
rooms but received no reply. As we were driving by the tire
store my partner thought he spotted some movement through
the window, so he dropped me off to investigate while he tried
to find someone in a local authoritative position.
I ran forward, street lights at my back, into the semi-darkness. I peered
through the rows of front windows my standard issue 9mm drawn. Darkness
was all I could see. I pressed my eyes closer to the window, still only darkness.
So I set off to the entrance, I checked it and naturally it was locked. I jogged off
around to the side of the building hoping to find the side door open but just as
I reached out to try the handle I heard a loud thud and the sound of glass
cracking. I threw my gun upward and faced back toward the front of the
building, as I strafed around the corner I saw small diamonds of glass in the
orange glow of the street lights at my back. As I looked through the cracked
windows I could see eyes reflecting the orange back at me. An explosion of
glass rained outward at me and I heard snarling, my finger instinctively
twitched several times and I saw fire burst
through the rows of front windows my standard issue 9mm drawn. Darkness
was all I could see. I pressed my eyes closer to the window, still only darkness.
So I set off to the entrance, I checked it and naturally it was locked. I jogged off
around to the side of the building hoping to find the side door open but just as
I reached out to try the handle I heard a loud thud and the sound of glass
cracking. I threw my gun upward and faced back toward the front of the
building, as I strafed around the corner I saw small diamonds of glass in the
orange glow of the street lights at my back. As I looked through the cracked
windows I could see eyes reflecting the orange back at me. An explosion of
glass rained outward at me and I heard snarling, my finger instinctively
twitched several times and I saw fire burst
through the semi-dark as I fell backward onto the sidewalk. A shrill scream rang out in front of me and as I struggled to get up
and wipe the glass from my clothes I heard running. I turned to where it was coming from but whatever it was had either
stopped moving or gotten out of earshot. I looked down at the sidewalk and began to follow a slight blood trail that it had left
behind. I ran up the sidewalk following the chocolate syrup like blood trail and was led around the corner to a block that was
comprised of nothing but nondescript boarded up buildings and a badly painted sign that appeared to say "Pizza Pig," or
"Pizza Time," I wasn't sure because just as I passed it one of the two main doors exploded outward and a large chested figure
whose skin, in the dim lighting, appeared to have the texture of
and wipe the glass from my clothes I heard running. I turned to where it was coming from but whatever it was had either
stopped moving or gotten out of earshot. I looked down at the sidewalk and began to follow a slight blood trail that it had left
behind. I ran up the sidewalk following the chocolate syrup like blood trail and was led around the corner to a block that was
comprised of nothing but nondescript boarded up buildings and a badly painted sign that appeared to say "Pizza Pig," or
"Pizza Time," I wasn't sure because just as I passed it one of the two main doors exploded outward and a large chested figure
whose skin, in the dim lighting, appeared to have the texture of
Rather than breaking a window and making noise to alert him to my
whereabouts, I opted for the slightly open door and barricaded it with
the various objects nearest to me including a shelf, a table, some chairs
and even a cross from the wall which I jammed into the handles all
resulting in what I felt to be a pretty sturdy barricade. I ran into the
nearest door which turned out to be the gymnasium and as I closed
whereabouts, I opted for the slightly open door and barricaded it with
the various objects nearest to me including a shelf, a table, some chairs
and even a cross from the wall which I jammed into the handles all
resulting in what I felt to be a pretty sturdy barricade. I ran into the
nearest door which turned out to be the gymnasium and as I closed
the door I heard what seemed to be the loudest sound I had ever heard. I
knew he was in the building and in what seemed like the worst possible
scenario I realized that my firearm was also empty and I was completely out
of bullets. I fumbled through the dark with my night vision slowly adapting
to the room around me and saw what I thought could be an exit so I went
for it, but it turned out to be a supply closet. Making the best of the
situation I felt through the various items on the ground then the shelf and
eventually I found a bent metal pipe and figured it was the best I was going
to get. I left the closet and by now could see the surroundings decently and
saw a door opposite the one I entered through and exited the gym.
Wandering the dimly light halls I felt the sweat soaking my shirt around the
collar and in the armpits and realized that I had never until this moment felt
ambivalence. It wasn't what I imagined it to be and at that moment I saw a
shadow being cast around the upcoming corner and heard
knew he was in the building and in what seemed like the worst possible
scenario I realized that my firearm was also empty and I was completely out
of bullets. I fumbled through the dark with my night vision slowly adapting
to the room around me and saw what I thought could be an exit so I went
for it, but it turned out to be a supply closet. Making the best of the
situation I felt through the various items on the ground then the shelf and
eventually I found a bent metal pipe and figured it was the best I was going
to get. I left the closet and by now could see the surroundings decently and
saw a door opposite the one I entered through and exited the gym.
Wandering the dimly light halls I felt the sweat soaking my shirt around the
collar and in the armpits and realized that I had never until this moment felt
ambivalence. It wasn't what I imagined it to be and at that moment I saw a
shadow being cast around the upcoming corner and heard
him say "I didn't think you'd go along, but I had to try. I felt I shouldn't have,
but you reminded me of my brother and I had to know." He turned the corner
and fired off a blast from the standard issue police 12 gauge, barely missing
me and I realized my only out was through the window and it was now or
never so I threw the pipe through the window and followed it a second later.
My lungs burned as I ran, jumping fences and falling a few times in glistening
snow, but I knew I couldn't stop. I eventually felt I was gaining some ground
on him and knew if I didn't rest I'd pass out. I spotted a house that actually
looked like it wasn't a piece of shit, but I figured that's where they'd look for
me, so I opted for the dilapidated building across the street. I entered
through the broken window and put up a piece of plywood against the
windowseal and pushed a cabinet in front of it to hold it in place.
but you reminded me of my brother and I had to know." He turned the corner
and fired off a blast from the standard issue police 12 gauge, barely missing
me and I realized my only out was through the window and it was now or
never so I threw the pipe through the window and followed it a second later.
My lungs burned as I ran, jumping fences and falling a few times in glistening
snow, but I knew I couldn't stop. I eventually felt I was gaining some ground
on him and knew if I didn't rest I'd pass out. I spotted a house that actually
looked like it wasn't a piece of shit, but I figured that's where they'd look for
me, so I opted for the dilapidated building across the street. I entered
through the broken window and put up a piece of plywood against the
windowseal and pushed a cabinet in front of it to hold it in place.
encountered a very human figure emerged into my headlights. It was my partner. I slammed on the brakes as I swerved and the
4-runner jumped the curb colliding with the side of a building that appeared to be some sort of trailer repair shop or something, I
wasn't in the best state of mind at the time. The windshield shattered instantly and were it not for my seatbelt I think I would've been
dead. I opened the door and fell out of the wreck, my legs were apparently a lot more jarred from the collision than my mind was. My
hands fell across the shattered diamonds of glass that surrounded the wreck. As my partner ran towards me, and as the blood began
to flow from my freshly cut hands I felt a strange sense of deja vu.
4-runner jumped the curb colliding with the side of a building that appeared to be some sort of trailer repair shop or something, I
wasn't in the best state of mind at the time. The windshield shattered instantly and were it not for my seatbelt I think I would've been
dead. I opened the door and fell out of the wreck, my legs were apparently a lot more jarred from the collision than my mind was. My
hands fell across the shattered diamonds of glass that surrounded the wreck. As my partner ran towards me, and as the blood began
to flow from my freshly cut hands I felt a strange sense of deja vu.
the street, leaving a small trail of blood splatter. As I finally crossed the street and neared my
partner he spoke to me saying "I didn't think it would turn out like this, but you can never account
for every variable. But I knew I could count on you". And as the blood finally stopped pouring from
the gash across his chest he tried to speak one last time, but all he could muster was a last
breath. I'd like to think that he was going to give me some kind of explanation as to what the hell
went on in this god damned town, but in the end, I realized that he was never training me to be his
partner, but rather his replacement.
partner he spoke to me saying "I didn't think it would turn out like this, but you can never account
for every variable. But I knew I could count on you". And as the blood finally stopped pouring from
the gash across his chest he tried to speak one last time, but all he could muster was a last
breath. I'd like to think that he was going to give me some kind of explanation as to what the hell
went on in this god damned town, but in the end, I realized that he was never training me to be his
partner, but rather his replacement.
| *DISCLAIMER: We decided for this adventure that we would write a story, DocJ would start and then I would take over without getting to read what he had written, and we would continue that way until we ran out of pictures. What really happened was that we went to the city of Malad in Idaho, it was a lot like the videogame silent hill but without any sort of supernatural occurence. So we figured rather than just telling you that, we would make up some half assed attempt at fiction. Do you like how it doesn't make any sense? We do. |
Wouldn't you say so?
sandpaper and a mix of the colors of blood and snow. I fired several more
times and although it added to the color of blood on his chest it did
nothing to slow him down only seeming to make him angry; I sought
refuge in a church that had just come into view.
times and although it added to the color of blood on his chest it did
nothing to slow him down only seeming to make him angry; I sought
refuge in a church that had just come into view.
But unfortunately just like everything else in the house it was dilapidated and nearly worthless, so as the cabinet pressed the
plywood against the window seal it broke, causing the cabinet to fall forward against the wall, which crumbled under the weight, and
in a matter of seconds a big hole had spread out under the window. I had had enough at this point, so I turned and marched my
way through the house. As I passed a hallway I heard a scream, so I turned and fired 5 shots into the black. Amidst the shooting I
heard something fall, and without investigating I turned and walked through the kitchen toward the back door. As I came upon it I
kicked outward and the door fell off its hinges. I wandered out into the black that was the backyard and through the remnants of a
tattered fence I could see the blue glow of a U.S. Bank sign. I jumped the fence and ran across the road and found myself in the
parking lot along with a blue 4-runner with a broken window. I climbed in through the broken
plywood against the window seal it broke, causing the cabinet to fall forward against the wall, which crumbled under the weight, and
in a matter of seconds a big hole had spread out under the window. I had had enough at this point, so I turned and marched my
way through the house. As I passed a hallway I heard a scream, so I turned and fired 5 shots into the black. Amidst the shooting I
heard something fall, and without investigating I turned and walked through the kitchen toward the back door. As I came upon it I
kicked outward and the door fell off its hinges. I wandered out into the black that was the backyard and through the remnants of a
tattered fence I could see the blue glow of a U.S. Bank sign. I jumped the fence and ran across the road and found myself in the
parking lot along with a blue 4-runner with a broken window. I climbed in through the broken
He ripped off a piece of his tattered shirt and used it as a temporary bandage on
my right hand which was obviously worse off than my left and as I began to drift out
of consciousness I heard my partner yell "Stay the fuck back you psycho. If you
take one step closer I'll fire", but the warning went unheeded and the last thing I
heard was gunfire. I awoke suddenly with a pain in my legs and no feeling in the
right side of my upper body. I heard no sound at first, but as my sight came into
focus I saw yet another car accident, the unknown assailant was pinned between
an orange truck and what appeared to be town hall. His upper body draped over
the hood, still and lifeless, but where was my partner? I tried to yell his name, but
my mouth was full of blood. I turned on my side and emptied my mouth and with my
left arm pulled myself into a sitting position against the car. "Hello", I muttered. I
waited then called again, a little louder this time, and a response came from across
the street. I spotted my partner lying up next
my right hand which was obviously worse off than my left and as I began to drift out
of consciousness I heard my partner yell "Stay the fuck back you psycho. If you
take one step closer I'll fire", but the warning went unheeded and the last thing I
heard was gunfire. I awoke suddenly with a pain in my legs and no feeling in the
right side of my upper body. I heard no sound at first, but as my sight came into
focus I saw yet another car accident, the unknown assailant was pinned between
an orange truck and what appeared to be town hall. His upper body draped over
the hood, still and lifeless, but where was my partner? I tried to yell his name, but
my mouth was full of blood. I turned on my side and emptied my mouth and with my
left arm pulled myself into a sitting position against the car. "Hello", I muttered. I
waited then called again, a little louder this time, and a response came from across
the street. I spotted my partner lying up next
to a false tree decorated with fake birds.
I slowly pulled myself over to him wincing in
pain as my right arm was drug across
I slowly pulled myself over to him wincing in
pain as my right arm was drug across
window and amazingly I found the
keys in the ignition. I worked my way
into the driver's seat and turned the
keys forward and I swear it was
almost as if some writer were sick of
a story and wanted a faster way out
of a situation, because the car
started. I pulled out of the parking
lot and onto the road and began to
get the hell out of there. But as soon
as I had gained some speed and
began to put a little distance
between myself and all that I had
keys in the ignition. I worked my way
into the driver's seat and turned the
keys forward and I swear it was
almost as if some writer were sick of
a story and wanted a faster way out
of a situation, because the car
started. I pulled out of the parking
lot and onto the road and began to
get the hell out of there. But as soon
as I had gained some speed and
began to put a little distance
between myself and all that I had
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