This is my second Silen Hill fic. The first was Silent Hill
ear Sister. Here's something you should know for the story.
As defined: ECT: N: Abbreviation for Electro-Convulsive Therapy. The sending of an electrical current through the brain in order to induse seizer activities of the brain. This is used on patients with severe mental disorders, including severe depression, schizophrenia (multiple personality syndrome), and for those who suffer with severe hallucinations. More commonly known as Electric Shock Treatment.
Now, enjoy the first chapter.
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Prologue
A body was forced upwards as electricity surged through it. The man was kept to the table only by the leather restraints on his wrists and ankles. He didn’t scream. He couldn’t. After what seemed like an eternity, the charge stopped, and the man fell back to the table.
His breathing was short and quick. He felt himself blinking several times as his head rolled to the right. On the ground in front of him was something difficult to explain. It looked like an outline. The distorted image that was as large as it was misshapen.
“Again,” muttered a deep and rigid voice. The man made a fist with his left hand as he braced for what was about to happen. Once again his body was forced upward against his will. The shock hurt like hell. He couldn’t scream as long as the voltage flowed through him. He squeezed his eyes shut.
The electric flow stopped and the man opened his eyes. The thing was more visible now. More details were visible in the structure of the mass. Strange thick tentacles seemed to be forming.
“Heart rate rising!” said a female voice.
“Above normal for this treatment?” asked the deep voice from earlier.
“Greatly,” responded the feminine voice.
“Let me see,” After a few seconds of scuffling, the doctor cleared his throat. “Continue the treatment as planned,”
“No,” whispered the man as the creature moved in front of him.
“Doctor!” pleaded the female.
“Do it!” said the deep voice with a one of finality. Sighing, the assistant pulled a switch. Again the voltage surged through him with no way of him to communicate his pain. When this one stopped, he saw it in its entirety.
The creature was bulbous and a sickly tan. Strange thick tentacles stuck out in random places. It seemed to move on its stomach. Then the thing turned towards him. It quickly made its way so that it was only a few inches away from the table.
A round opening became bigger and a high pitched cry echoed through the monster’s mouth. Rows of razor sharp teeth formed in circles around the mouth and rotated at changing speeds.
The man screamed as loud as he could in the clean white room.
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SILENT HILL: E.C.T.
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Chapter One: To Silent Hill
A silver SUV drove at a steady pace down a suburban road. The driver was a man in his mid-forties with short black and gray hair. He had a silver watch on his left wrist and his business shirt was folded up at the cuffs so it reached his elbows. He drove with full attention on the road.
In the passenger seat was a woman with long blond hair was asleep. Her blouse was wrinkled and her eyes would’ve shone with the fatigue of several night of little to no sleep had they been open. Her hoop earrings shook with the rocking of the car.
In the back seat, staring out a rain spattered window was a girl in her late teens. Her neatly brushed chestnut hair stopped just below her shoulders. The hazel colored eyes she had were focused on her reflection. She wore a gray short sleeve and faded blue jeans that were cuffed at the bottom above her white and black sneakers. She absentmindedly ran her fingers along the silver chain as she remembered the events that led her family to driving where they were going.
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“Later!” said a teenage girl.
“See you tomorrow!” said another.
Ericka Haldin smiled as she bid farewell to her friends. She turned and walked down the cobblestone walkway of the outdoor plaza. Stores of all types surrounded her as she walked. Up ahead, a restaurant had several tables placed inside a decorative fence that was as high as them.
Ericka had just gotten back from college for her summer break. This was the nineteen year old’s second year at the college, and when she got back for the summer, she met up with some old friends. Her grades were pretty good too. That was to be expected. She really tried in school. Especially because she has just barely gotten in.
Her parents couldn’t afford college. The only way she could pay for it was a scholarship she won because of her score on her final exams in high school. The downside was that mail messed up when she sent in the application. The letter just barely arrived in time.
Ericka brushed her hair behind her left ear as she walked forward. She was suddenly overcome with a sense of foreboding. She looked to her right at the restaurant tables to see a man in a black short-sleeve with a white long-sleeve. His hair had gray strands scattered throughout it and his eyes were hidden behind sunglasses. He gave the feel of an older man who she didn’t want to talk to. Unfortunately for her, he did say something.
“Hello there, Ericka,” said the man. Ericka turned to stare at the man. She repositioned her hair again and stared at the man.
“What did you say?” she asked, squinting a little in confusion.
“Just saying hello, Ericka,” responded the man. There. He said it again.
“How do you know my name?” Ericka watched the man suspiciously as he drank from a tall cup of soda. He put the cup down on the glass table and smiled.
“I’ve known it for quite a while,” Ericka was starting to feel anxious.
“What?” she asked.
“Wow, I really didn’t know you were this stupid,” he smiled. “Just kidding,” Erika turned to walk away. She wanted nothing more then to leave the area at that point. “Oh, before we go,” His facial expressions converted to total seriousness. “Ask your dad about Silent Hill,”
Ericka broke into a run. This was way too weird. She wanted nothing but to be home at that point.
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The car screeched to a halt as the brakes kicked in to pull it into a parking spot. Ericka looked up to see a small diner with the letters ‘n’ and ‘r’ blacked out. At night, this was creepy as hell to see.
“Hun,” moaned the blond in the passenger seat as she rolled off her side and onto her back. “You really need to get those brakes fixed.”
The driver grinned a little before opening his door. “Come on,” he said getting out. Ericka pushed open her door almost at the same time her mother did. She stepped out into the chilly air and started walking towards the “Die”.
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Ericka gently spooned chunks of chicken and broth into her mouth. Her mother’s cooking was without comparison in her book. Sometimes her friends came over just for the food. As she stared at her self in the liquid broth, she recalled what had happened earlier.
“Dad?” she asked hesitantly.
“What is it, Ericka?” he asked warmly.
“Do you know of…” Ericka fumbled with her words; she tried to make a sentence that wouldn’t arouse suspicion. “Um…Silent Hill?” Her dad stared for a few seconds.
“I don’t think so,” He looked over at her mom. “Do you know anything?” Her mom shrugged.
“I never even heard of it,” she answered. Her dad looked back at her.
“Why do you ask?” he said.
“No reason,” rushed Ericka. Now her parents knew for a fact there was a reason, but communicated further with only a glanced at each other.
After dinner, Ericka did her nightly routine in the bathroom to keep her teeth white and face clean before changing. Her night clothes consisted of flannel pants and an old t-shirt. She pushed open the door to her room and dropped the towel she was drying her face with. The man from the restaurant was in her room.
She felt a scream rising in her throat and then die as a cold hand clasped itself over her mouth. The other hand of the man they belonged to formed a sign telling her to be quiet. After a few seconds, Ericka resorted to breathing heavily.
“Did you ask your father about Silent Hill?” Ericka slowly nodded. “And did you learn anything?” She slowly shook her head. “Then you didn’t ask him, now did you?” The sound of hurried footsteps climbing stairs echoed in her room. The man looked at the door.
“Just go to Silent Hill,” He removed his hand from Ericka’s mouth. She fell to the floor of her room and closed her eyes as tears formed within them.
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Several police reports after her parents found her alone in her room with the window of it open; everyone decided it was best to go to the town he kept saying. Since no evidence of him had ever been found, some police assumed Ericka was crazy. A Psychiatrist recommended going to Silent Hill, and her parents were the open minded type. With only her objecting, Ericka’s parents started down the trip to Silent Hill.
Now they were almost there. The rocking of the car slowly made Ericka drift to sleep. It was also another noise from the car that made her jolt awake. The car was swerving left and right on the road as her father snored in the front seat. He’d fallen asleep from the length of the ride. Her mother was also asleep, and neither seemed to be waking up in the chaos of the car.
“Dad!” shouted Ericka. “Dad, get up!” She shook him as hard as she could. The man drowsily opened his eyes before becoming entirely alert to his surroundings. He grabbed the wheel and steadied the car. He slammed on the brakes. When the car came to a stop, he turned to smile at Ericka.
“That was close, huh?” Both Ericka and her recently awakened mother sighed with relief. “Maybe next time I should…”
He was cut off as a large white truck larger then any Ericka had ever seen slammed into the front of the vehicle. The car tumbled over several times. It finally came to a stop on all four wheels slightly away from the main road. Ericka hit her head on the window next to her and passed out.
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Ericka slowly forced her eyes open and was immediately overcome with drowsiness. Her entire body urged her to slip back into the foreboding darkness beckoning to her. She forced it away and brushed a hand through the dark hair atop her aching head. The car came into focus, and Ericka remembered the events leading to her situation.
“Mom!” she cried and leaned up in between the two front seats. Her mother was out cold. Her breathing was rough and her leg was twisted in an unnatural position. The entire side of her face that was up against the door was bruised and swollen. The good thing out of this was that she was, at least, breathing.
Ericka turned to her dad. He looked to be in worse condition. Blood trickled down his forehead to the bridge of his nose. His breathing came in short gasps and seemed forced. “Dad,” Ericka said softly.
She had to find help for them. They were definitely in bad shape. Ericka struggled to open her door for a little while before giving up on it. She crawled over the other one to get out of the car. She stepped out into a small ditch that they had landed in.
Fog encircled her on all sides. It was constricting. Ericka made her way through the foreboding fog. After a few minutes of walking, she came to a sign that was chipping away with age.
Welcome to Silent Hill
The street she walked onto was cracked and old. She turned her head in several directions in attempts to find another person. When Ericka couldn’t find anyone, she yelled for help.
“Hello?” she cried. “Is anyone here? I need help!” A soft sound came from an alleyway to her right. She walked towards it. “Hello?” she called when she reached the entrance. “There was a car accident. My parents, I think they really need help!”
Ericka took a few more steps down the dark path. To her right, several pipes were scattered on the ground. On her left was a large dumpster with both lids closed. “Hello?” she tried again, and saw an outline approach her. Ericka’s mouth went dry when it came into full view.
It was a monster. There was no way around it. It was about five feet tall. A sickly gray colored its flaking skin. The bulge atop its shoulders could only be a head. One eye hung on to the socket by black and green strands. The other was none existent with a black hole where it should’ve been. The creature had no jaw; only rows of short yet sharp, yellowing teeth. The arms hung loosely, like it was relaxed. The knees bent forward and long blood-stained claws dug into the dirt from its feet. The creature lifted its head to show Ericka rotting gums and a tongue that flopped down. It emitted a low gurgle as a yellowish liquid came up from its throat. The thing looked like it was using mouthwash.
The monster had an odor that reminded Ericka of her elementary school days. Her mother had packed her a lunch of egg-salad and an apple for that day. Ericka wasn’t too hungry, and decided not to eat it. By the time she remembered it was in her backpack it had rotted quite a bit. The smell was enough to make her want to throw up.
“Get away,” Ericka warned, walking back a few steps. The monster continued to walk towards her. “I said go!” Ericka hoped she sounded more threatening then she felt. She tripped over her own feet and fell on the ground. She grabbed one of the pipes as the thing jumped towards her.
“I said get away!” She swung the weapon with as much force as she could and watched the monster slam its head onto the corner of the dumpster. Ericka got up and ran, not even bothering to see if it had gotten up. She held on to the pipe just in case there were more monsters.
She ran back to the SUV. Maybe she could get it to start or something. Anything was better then looking in that town. But then again, her parents were really hurt. They weren’t too far away from another town. Maybe she could call for an ambulance or something with her cell phone and they could meet half way?
As Ericka neared the edge of the town, she started seeing a red trail leading back in. It swerved off down another street. Ericka didn’t like it. The trail was getting more vivid as she ran towards the SUV. Oh God, what if something happened?
Ericka’s suspicions were confirmed when she saw both front doors of the car open. Neither one of her parents were anywhere in sight. What if they’d gotten up and started walking towards the town to search for her?
That didn’t make sense. The trail of blood definitely suggested they’d been dragged. Wait, someone dragged them from the car into the town? Or something, Ericka grimly reminded herself. There could definitely be more then just that one thing in the town. Ericka shuddered in fear with what she knew she had to do.
Ericka turned towards the town. Her parents had been dragged in there. Her grip tightened on the pipe she held as she started following the blood into the town. Her eyes stayed fixed on the environment in front of her so she could see anything coming towards her. Ericka had been there for about ten minutes, and she already hated Silent Hill. She walked into the town once again to try and find her parents.
ear Sister. Here's something you should know for the story.As defined: ECT: N: Abbreviation for Electro-Convulsive Therapy. The sending of an electrical current through the brain in order to induse seizer activities of the brain. This is used on patients with severe mental disorders, including severe depression, schizophrenia (multiple personality syndrome), and for those who suffer with severe hallucinations. More commonly known as Electric Shock Treatment.
Now, enjoy the first chapter.
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Prologue
A body was forced upwards as electricity surged through it. The man was kept to the table only by the leather restraints on his wrists and ankles. He didn’t scream. He couldn’t. After what seemed like an eternity, the charge stopped, and the man fell back to the table.
His breathing was short and quick. He felt himself blinking several times as his head rolled to the right. On the ground in front of him was something difficult to explain. It looked like an outline. The distorted image that was as large as it was misshapen.
“Again,” muttered a deep and rigid voice. The man made a fist with his left hand as he braced for what was about to happen. Once again his body was forced upward against his will. The shock hurt like hell. He couldn’t scream as long as the voltage flowed through him. He squeezed his eyes shut.
The electric flow stopped and the man opened his eyes. The thing was more visible now. More details were visible in the structure of the mass. Strange thick tentacles seemed to be forming.
“Heart rate rising!” said a female voice.
“Above normal for this treatment?” asked the deep voice from earlier.
“Greatly,” responded the feminine voice.
“Let me see,” After a few seconds of scuffling, the doctor cleared his throat. “Continue the treatment as planned,”
“No,” whispered the man as the creature moved in front of him.
“Doctor!” pleaded the female.
“Do it!” said the deep voice with a one of finality. Sighing, the assistant pulled a switch. Again the voltage surged through him with no way of him to communicate his pain. When this one stopped, he saw it in its entirety.
The creature was bulbous and a sickly tan. Strange thick tentacles stuck out in random places. It seemed to move on its stomach. Then the thing turned towards him. It quickly made its way so that it was only a few inches away from the table.
A round opening became bigger and a high pitched cry echoed through the monster’s mouth. Rows of razor sharp teeth formed in circles around the mouth and rotated at changing speeds.
The man screamed as loud as he could in the clean white room.
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SILENT HILL: E.C.T.
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Chapter One: To Silent Hill
A silver SUV drove at a steady pace down a suburban road. The driver was a man in his mid-forties with short black and gray hair. He had a silver watch on his left wrist and his business shirt was folded up at the cuffs so it reached his elbows. He drove with full attention on the road.
In the passenger seat was a woman with long blond hair was asleep. Her blouse was wrinkled and her eyes would’ve shone with the fatigue of several night of little to no sleep had they been open. Her hoop earrings shook with the rocking of the car.
In the back seat, staring out a rain spattered window was a girl in her late teens. Her neatly brushed chestnut hair stopped just below her shoulders. The hazel colored eyes she had were focused on her reflection. She wore a gray short sleeve and faded blue jeans that were cuffed at the bottom above her white and black sneakers. She absentmindedly ran her fingers along the silver chain as she remembered the events that led her family to driving where they were going.
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“Later!” said a teenage girl.
“See you tomorrow!” said another.
Ericka Haldin smiled as she bid farewell to her friends. She turned and walked down the cobblestone walkway of the outdoor plaza. Stores of all types surrounded her as she walked. Up ahead, a restaurant had several tables placed inside a decorative fence that was as high as them.
Ericka had just gotten back from college for her summer break. This was the nineteen year old’s second year at the college, and when she got back for the summer, she met up with some old friends. Her grades were pretty good too. That was to be expected. She really tried in school. Especially because she has just barely gotten in.
Her parents couldn’t afford college. The only way she could pay for it was a scholarship she won because of her score on her final exams in high school. The downside was that mail messed up when she sent in the application. The letter just barely arrived in time.
Ericka brushed her hair behind her left ear as she walked forward. She was suddenly overcome with a sense of foreboding. She looked to her right at the restaurant tables to see a man in a black short-sleeve with a white long-sleeve. His hair had gray strands scattered throughout it and his eyes were hidden behind sunglasses. He gave the feel of an older man who she didn’t want to talk to. Unfortunately for her, he did say something.
“Hello there, Ericka,” said the man. Ericka turned to stare at the man. She repositioned her hair again and stared at the man.
“What did you say?” she asked, squinting a little in confusion.
“Just saying hello, Ericka,” responded the man. There. He said it again.
“How do you know my name?” Ericka watched the man suspiciously as he drank from a tall cup of soda. He put the cup down on the glass table and smiled.
“I’ve known it for quite a while,” Ericka was starting to feel anxious.
“What?” she asked.
“Wow, I really didn’t know you were this stupid,” he smiled. “Just kidding,” Erika turned to walk away. She wanted nothing more then to leave the area at that point. “Oh, before we go,” His facial expressions converted to total seriousness. “Ask your dad about Silent Hill,”
Ericka broke into a run. This was way too weird. She wanted nothing but to be home at that point.
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The car screeched to a halt as the brakes kicked in to pull it into a parking spot. Ericka looked up to see a small diner with the letters ‘n’ and ‘r’ blacked out. At night, this was creepy as hell to see.
“Hun,” moaned the blond in the passenger seat as she rolled off her side and onto her back. “You really need to get those brakes fixed.”
The driver grinned a little before opening his door. “Come on,” he said getting out. Ericka pushed open her door almost at the same time her mother did. She stepped out into the chilly air and started walking towards the “Die”.
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Ericka gently spooned chunks of chicken and broth into her mouth. Her mother’s cooking was without comparison in her book. Sometimes her friends came over just for the food. As she stared at her self in the liquid broth, she recalled what had happened earlier.
“Dad?” she asked hesitantly.
“What is it, Ericka?” he asked warmly.
“Do you know of…” Ericka fumbled with her words; she tried to make a sentence that wouldn’t arouse suspicion. “Um…Silent Hill?” Her dad stared for a few seconds.
“I don’t think so,” He looked over at her mom. “Do you know anything?” Her mom shrugged.
“I never even heard of it,” she answered. Her dad looked back at her.
“Why do you ask?” he said.
“No reason,” rushed Ericka. Now her parents knew for a fact there was a reason, but communicated further with only a glanced at each other.
After dinner, Ericka did her nightly routine in the bathroom to keep her teeth white and face clean before changing. Her night clothes consisted of flannel pants and an old t-shirt. She pushed open the door to her room and dropped the towel she was drying her face with. The man from the restaurant was in her room.
She felt a scream rising in her throat and then die as a cold hand clasped itself over her mouth. The other hand of the man they belonged to formed a sign telling her to be quiet. After a few seconds, Ericka resorted to breathing heavily.
“Did you ask your father about Silent Hill?” Ericka slowly nodded. “And did you learn anything?” She slowly shook her head. “Then you didn’t ask him, now did you?” The sound of hurried footsteps climbing stairs echoed in her room. The man looked at the door.
“Just go to Silent Hill,” He removed his hand from Ericka’s mouth. She fell to the floor of her room and closed her eyes as tears formed within them.
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Several police reports after her parents found her alone in her room with the window of it open; everyone decided it was best to go to the town he kept saying. Since no evidence of him had ever been found, some police assumed Ericka was crazy. A Psychiatrist recommended going to Silent Hill, and her parents were the open minded type. With only her objecting, Ericka’s parents started down the trip to Silent Hill.
Now they were almost there. The rocking of the car slowly made Ericka drift to sleep. It was also another noise from the car that made her jolt awake. The car was swerving left and right on the road as her father snored in the front seat. He’d fallen asleep from the length of the ride. Her mother was also asleep, and neither seemed to be waking up in the chaos of the car.
“Dad!” shouted Ericka. “Dad, get up!” She shook him as hard as she could. The man drowsily opened his eyes before becoming entirely alert to his surroundings. He grabbed the wheel and steadied the car. He slammed on the brakes. When the car came to a stop, he turned to smile at Ericka.
“That was close, huh?” Both Ericka and her recently awakened mother sighed with relief. “Maybe next time I should…”
He was cut off as a large white truck larger then any Ericka had ever seen slammed into the front of the vehicle. The car tumbled over several times. It finally came to a stop on all four wheels slightly away from the main road. Ericka hit her head on the window next to her and passed out.
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Ericka slowly forced her eyes open and was immediately overcome with drowsiness. Her entire body urged her to slip back into the foreboding darkness beckoning to her. She forced it away and brushed a hand through the dark hair atop her aching head. The car came into focus, and Ericka remembered the events leading to her situation.
“Mom!” she cried and leaned up in between the two front seats. Her mother was out cold. Her breathing was rough and her leg was twisted in an unnatural position. The entire side of her face that was up against the door was bruised and swollen. The good thing out of this was that she was, at least, breathing.
Ericka turned to her dad. He looked to be in worse condition. Blood trickled down his forehead to the bridge of his nose. His breathing came in short gasps and seemed forced. “Dad,” Ericka said softly.
She had to find help for them. They were definitely in bad shape. Ericka struggled to open her door for a little while before giving up on it. She crawled over the other one to get out of the car. She stepped out into a small ditch that they had landed in.
Fog encircled her on all sides. It was constricting. Ericka made her way through the foreboding fog. After a few minutes of walking, she came to a sign that was chipping away with age.
Welcome to Silent Hill
The street she walked onto was cracked and old. She turned her head in several directions in attempts to find another person. When Ericka couldn’t find anyone, she yelled for help.
“Hello?” she cried. “Is anyone here? I need help!” A soft sound came from an alleyway to her right. She walked towards it. “Hello?” she called when she reached the entrance. “There was a car accident. My parents, I think they really need help!”
Ericka took a few more steps down the dark path. To her right, several pipes were scattered on the ground. On her left was a large dumpster with both lids closed. “Hello?” she tried again, and saw an outline approach her. Ericka’s mouth went dry when it came into full view.
It was a monster. There was no way around it. It was about five feet tall. A sickly gray colored its flaking skin. The bulge atop its shoulders could only be a head. One eye hung on to the socket by black and green strands. The other was none existent with a black hole where it should’ve been. The creature had no jaw; only rows of short yet sharp, yellowing teeth. The arms hung loosely, like it was relaxed. The knees bent forward and long blood-stained claws dug into the dirt from its feet. The creature lifted its head to show Ericka rotting gums and a tongue that flopped down. It emitted a low gurgle as a yellowish liquid came up from its throat. The thing looked like it was using mouthwash.
The monster had an odor that reminded Ericka of her elementary school days. Her mother had packed her a lunch of egg-salad and an apple for that day. Ericka wasn’t too hungry, and decided not to eat it. By the time she remembered it was in her backpack it had rotted quite a bit. The smell was enough to make her want to throw up.
“Get away,” Ericka warned, walking back a few steps. The monster continued to walk towards her. “I said go!” Ericka hoped she sounded more threatening then she felt. She tripped over her own feet and fell on the ground. She grabbed one of the pipes as the thing jumped towards her.
“I said get away!” She swung the weapon with as much force as she could and watched the monster slam its head onto the corner of the dumpster. Ericka got up and ran, not even bothering to see if it had gotten up. She held on to the pipe just in case there were more monsters.
She ran back to the SUV. Maybe she could get it to start or something. Anything was better then looking in that town. But then again, her parents were really hurt. They weren’t too far away from another town. Maybe she could call for an ambulance or something with her cell phone and they could meet half way?
As Ericka neared the edge of the town, she started seeing a red trail leading back in. It swerved off down another street. Ericka didn’t like it. The trail was getting more vivid as she ran towards the SUV. Oh God, what if something happened?
Ericka’s suspicions were confirmed when she saw both front doors of the car open. Neither one of her parents were anywhere in sight. What if they’d gotten up and started walking towards the town to search for her?
That didn’t make sense. The trail of blood definitely suggested they’d been dragged. Wait, someone dragged them from the car into the town? Or something, Ericka grimly reminded herself. There could definitely be more then just that one thing in the town. Ericka shuddered in fear with what she knew she had to do.
Ericka turned towards the town. Her parents had been dragged in there. Her grip tightened on the pipe she held as she started following the blood into the town. Her eyes stayed fixed on the environment in front of her so she could see anything coming towards her. Ericka had been there for about ten minutes, and she already hated Silent Hill. She walked into the town once again to try and find her parents.