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☆ Summary. ☆

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After Maria's death, James decides to continue searching for Mary, and chasing Laura in hopes that she will know something. And he thinks he has her cornered in a house... but just as he opens the door, he spots Laura outside. So whatever was making the sound behind that door... is not Laura.

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☆ Introduction. ☆

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The rain was heavy, just as heavy as the fog that engulfed Silent Hill. But James barely noticed, even as it beat down on him, soaking his hair and his clothes. He didn't even notice that it started raining... he was in a daze. Replaying that moment over and over again. Maria's death. That thing impaled her, right infront of him. He couldn't save her. Some of her blood still lingered on his face, but the rain was washing it away. She said she had a bad feeling about going through that door, maybe he should have listened. And she wouldn't be dead. It felt... strange. Seeing a woman who had the exact same face as his wife, die infront of him. The elevator just wouldn't open... he tried. He did. He just wasn't quick enough. He had to snap out of this daze. He had to catch up to Laura. It wasn't safe for her to be running around Silent Hill, alone, at night... with these monsters around. And after he found her, he would have to find Mary.

James' head snapped up, his muscles stiffening as he caught a glimpse of the little girl running around a corner. The sight of her snapped him out of his daze, and he couldn't help but speed up, the puddles splashed beneath his feet, water splattering onto his shoes and the hems of his pant legs. But he didn't care. Laura knew something too. She said something about a letter, from Mary, for him. He needed that letter. He had to see what it said... maybe it would tell him where she was. James gripped the pipe in his hands tightly as he drew closer to the corner that Laura had just turned, the pipe wasn't for her, of course. He wouldn't intentionally hurt her. It was just in case one of those things was lurking around. Could never be too safe. The last thing he wanted was to be taken by surprise and hit by that acidic vomit that came from the ones with no arms.

James finally rounded the corner, just to find it was a dead-end, with no sign of Laura. There were a few houses, but what caught his attention was an open gate next to one of the houses. It was harder to see, given the thick fog.... but it was the creak of the wind blowing it that tipped him off to it's location. James' fingers flexed around the pipe as he approached the gate, but he stopped dead in his tracks at the sound of crashing inside a house next to him. James' head turned, and he blinked slowly. The dazed feeling was still there, but it was subtle enough to fight off. He waited... then he heard another sound, clattering. It was loud, whoever did it was clumsy... and James hoped it was Laura. James backed away from the gate, making a beeline for the house. James climbed the steps, just to find the front door slightly ajar. James leaned forward, trying to hear anything else... but he couldn't. So he nudged the door open, and stepped inside. The house was definitely as mess, it looked like a bull ran through it.

"Laura?"

James called out, and her voice didn't answer.... but there was the sound of something being knocked over in a room with a closed door, one he assumed was either a closet or a bathroom. She was probably hiding from him again... James let out a heavy sigh and reached for the door, with a twist of the doorknob, it opened... and in the middle of pulling it open, James noticed something moving outside the window, in the distance. It was Laura. Which meant whoever, or whatever, was behind the door that he was in the middle of opening.... was not Laura.

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☆ Notes. ☆

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I forgot that I ever even started making this bot 😭