Jason found himself on the inside of a long, grey colored hallway. He finally found Robbie the Rabbit plushy back. It was odd. It looked like a crimson-red aura emanated from the walls, which caused a ghastly atmosphere. Jason held his plushy as if he was strangling it, and walked slowly, feet によって feet, towards the end of the hallway. After every footstep there were moaning sounds to be heard. At the end of the hallway he saw a dusty, worn-out door. Focusing on the door, he walked towards it.
Jason reached towards the wooden doorknob slowly. He tapped the doorknob with the tip of his index finger. Suddenly he screamed out of pain, and closed his eyes. When he re-opened them again, he found himself inside an entirely different place. A room. He found himself in a room, where all kinds of cold, heavy boxes where stored. Jason tried to open one of them, but the boxes were sealed shut. Suddenly he heard a man murmuring behind him.
“You… Jim, Jake, no… Jason, that was it…”
Jason could recognize the police officer によって the sound of his voice. He turned around, and cried out of terror. The officer’s neck wound was torn open completely down to his stomach, with a fleshy, deterrent カニ claw hanging out of it.
“Help me… everyone is dead. Everyone.” The mutated officer said, crawling towards Jason.
He grabbed Jason によって the arm, as if he wanted to hurt him. Jason cried out loud, and shook himself loose. He found the nearest exit right beside him, which he used to escape. In the door opening he stood still, looking at the officer from his shoulder. He still saw the officer kneeling, reaching his hand out towards him. He let out a moan, en collapsed on the ground. Jason walked half crying into the 次 room. At first, he saw a dark figure hanging from a thick rope. Slowly he approached the figure, with his head tilted forwards. It was a mannequin, hanging from the neck on a thick piece of rope.
“Jason… help your mommy…” a strange voice sounded. Jason could not immediately put his finger on who’s voice it was.
Jason looked around. Ultimately, his 秒 glance at the mannequin was horrifying. The mannequin took the form of Cecile, the boy’s mother. She hung pale from the sharp rope, her neck obviously broken. It looked like she couldn’t breathe because of the hook form her neck was in. Her eyes looked glassy, and a trickle of blood ran from her lips to her chin.
“Jason! Help your mommy!” Cecile yelled loudly.
Jason tried to ran out through the door he used to enter, but he walked towards Carla, his older sister. Jason was relieved to have found someone who could help him, even though it was his obnoxious sister. Jason spoke to Carla, but Carla wouldn’t answer.
Suddenly a rope emerged from the ceiling, which wrapped around Carla’s neck. Her skin color changed from caucasian, into pale white. The pupils in her eyes disappeared, and a trickle of blood took its place which ran down from her eye sockets.
Jason fell down on his knees. Screaming he wished that all of this would stop. Then all of a sudden, it did. Jason opened his eyes, and noticed that nothing was such a bloody mess anymore. The room was even decorated in a nice, easygoing yellow wallpaper. Jason felt as if he could breathe easily, and his wish had come true.
He took a moment to explore the room. It was nothing special, really. Only he did find a small 写真 frame inside a large, bookcase. It was an old family 写真 of Jason and the family four years ago. At that time, Jason had only just been born. He slept cozy in the arms of Marc. It looked like he was his お気に入り parent. Jason could see he was very happy from that picture. It even made him feel happy on the spot. Smiling he let a tear drop from his cheek. It is odd to see a child who is hardly five years old, crying out of happiness. Then the 写真 suddenly faded. His Robbie the Rabbit plushy took its place. A note lied in front of the plushy, saying:
“YOU WILL NEED THIS.”
After Jason picked up his plushy, the 本棚 in front of him disappeared. He did a step backwards, and a new door appeared. He walked through it cautiously. It looked like the door took him to the same room again, with the same yellow wallpaper. But the noticed the 壁紙 fading. The yellow walls changed into spongy cushions. The furniture disappeared, and so it became an empty room. Jason turned around, towards the door. But the door was gone. Jason was locked inside the warm, isolated chamber.
“Get him, Jason… come on!” a voice behind him murmured.
Jason looked behind him. A man crawled on the ground, wrapped inside a straitjacket. While he tried to squeeze himself over the ground, he let out disturbing moans. Jason pushed himself against the walls, and clung himself to his plushy. There was nowhere for him to go. The person crawled closer. And closer.
And closer.
The person’s face became clear, and Jason realized who it was. It was Marc.
ZAT, 23:43 PM
On that moment Jason opened his eyes. He was carried in the arms of his father, together with the rest of the family, and the police officer, along the misty avenues of Silent Hill.
“Hey buddy. あなた fell asleep! Did あなた have sweet dreams?” his father asked, with a reassuring smile.
Jason was relieved. He felt upper 安全, 安全です in the Marc’s arms, and under the care of his mother. And so the family and the officer finally approached the police station…
The inky sky pours in gradually,
Silver stars mingle casually,
火災, 火 has left a stain on this land,
Trace the blackened ground with one hand,
Been a while, but I remember,
によって waning light, a glowing ember
Fades out in silence, into dust,
Until the breeze will leave it crushed.
My frame, a statue, barely breathing,
As the wisps of smoke are leaving,
Now, my muscles start to thaw,
And heat from ashes leaves them raw,
I catch myself before my landing,
For as long as I've been standing,
I've stared out at a ruined nation,
Now I walk with trepidation.
Silver stars mingle casually,
火災, 火 has left a stain on this land,
Trace the blackened ground with one hand,
Been a while, but I remember,
によって waning light, a glowing ember
Fades out in silence, into dust,
Until the breeze will leave it crushed.
My frame, a statue, barely breathing,
As the wisps of smoke are leaving,
Now, my muscles start to thaw,
And heat from ashes leaves them raw,
I catch myself before my landing,
For as long as I've been standing,
I've stared out at a ruined nation,
Now I walk with trepidation.
Daniel Radcliffe: Reasons to love him
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