Thread: Lost in Silent Hill (Alyssa x Mayshar)

Alyssa strode quickly down the deserted street. Her car had almost instantly lost battery power when she hit the city limits of the town. Lucky I made it here before the battery died , she thought as she kicked the tires of her old Chevy pickup. She looked up at the sky, hazy grey clouds beginning to mar the horizon. I better get somewhere before it starts raining , she thought again, as she grabbed a flashlight and her hidden handgun from the glove compartment. She placed the gun on the small holster at her side, and quickly swept her blonde hair up into a haphazard pony tail. Time to get to walkin', she said to nobody in particular and started moving down the deserted road. She had traveled god knows how long, before she noticed something floating in the air. Is this snow? She wondered, outstretching her hand to catch some of the flakes. Her hopes were dashed when one finally landed in her palm, and she noticed the soot coloration. What is this? Ash? She smothered the flake into her hand. Yep. Looks like it. Why is it snowing ash? She looked back up at the sky, noticing the ominous grey clouds had covered the entirety of the sky. She was so intent on studying the sky, she nearly ran into a huge billboard. Bringing her thoughts back to the real world, she studied the billboard. The wood of the sign was cracked and warped, showing the telltale signs of old age. No trace of any attempt to restore it was found. The lettering was an offwhite, almost a dirty stained brown, which read WELCOME TO SILENT HILL. Well, looks like I made it, though it needs some upkeep, I guess. Her hand unconsciously reached for her sidearm, just in case. As she continued past the sign, the clouds in the sky had changed, it was as if she was walking into a fog bank. Ok, what the hell is this? Instant fog? She wondered, but kept her pace. She was to meet her old friend at the hotel, on the border of the town. Why Rachel had picked this place, she had no idea, but it had been almost 20 years since they had seen each other, and Alyssa was unwilling to let an opportunity to see her first real friend for the first time in years go to waste. Seeing the faint outlines of buildings on the close horizon, she jogged toward them, feeling a strange sense of uneasiness about the whole area. As she got closer to the buildings, a large old wooden one caught her attention. This must be the place Rachel was talking about. The hotel. She opened the door gingerly, unsure if she was allowed to or not. The reception room was empty, cobwebs in the corners, and Alyssa let a small shiver escape. This can't be right. It's deserted! Did she play a prank on me!? She asked herself, feeling panic begin to set deep inside her. She fumbled in her pocket for the letter. Shivering, but managing to read the print, she read it aloud. Dearest Alyssa, I hope you are doing well. I know it's been a long time coming, but I thought you'd like to meet up at Silent Hill for the week. We could catch up on old times. Besides, from what I've heard, you need a vacation pretty bad. Here is a map to reach the town, and I'll be at the hotel in room 369. See you then! Sincerely, Rachel Room 369. She quickly folded the letter and shoved it back into her tight jeans pocket. The interior of the hotel was dark, and as she began to walk further into the hotel, she found she had to use her flashlight. The cold white illumination did nothing to ease her fears, in fact, she thought the light was helping her mind run away with itself. She found a set of stairs leading up, and took them slowly, unsure of her footing. After a minute of climbing, she managed to reach the third floor, but stopped in her tracks when she thought she heard a noise. Is that..is that an air raid siren? She asked herself, confusion weaving its way into her mind. HOLY SHIT! She practically screamed when she saw the already deteriorated paint of the hotel curl and peel upwards, revealing rust covered hatched walls. What the fuck? She whispered, backing against another rust covered wall. Ok, I'm losing my goddamn mind, I need to find this room and fast. The sense of urgency overwhelmed her, and she tried to fight the urge of running out, and away as fast as she could, hoping she had just gotten ill and was hallucinating. Off in the distance, the sound of metal on metal rose, the faint sound reaching her ears. Fuck. That can't be good. She noted, and took off down the hallway.