Rose slumped against the rotting walls of the schoolhouse bathroom. The barren lights overhead flickering a wilting yellow off putrefying paint and rusted gore of gnarled razorwire strangled the mutilated corpse with efficient metallic violence. Locked in the bowels of this stinking pit
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She's seven-year old. Long brown hair, brown eyes. Please- if you see her, be careful- she sleepwalks.
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He takes several seconds to think and look around the area, before speaking up - or rather, thinking aloud.
"Maybe she went into one of the doors here."
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"Where do these lead? Please, I've to know. There's these things- these people-" she starts to begin but faulters and fails to articulate what she's seen, fails at describing the sheer horror.
"She's all alone in this place called Silent Hill. Please."
(OOC: Sorry about the delay, I didn't get the reply message in my inbox)
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I'm sorry, I know this sounds crazy, but- have you talked to me before?
I'll help with Sharon as much as I can. I'm sorry she's disappeared. And I'll see if I can flag Christopher down- I know he'll want to see you.
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I- I don't know. It's hard to remember much clearly.
How do you know about Sharon?
*Anxiety surpassing its peek the long this stranger keeps talking. But when he mentioned her husband all the color in her stunned face bled into her boots.*
"Christopher's here?" *Too petrafied to glance over shoulder. No, Rose couldn't face him- not yet- not without Sharon.*
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She nods, swallowing the hard lump of fear in her raw throat.
"Tell him... Please, tell Christopher we're in Silent Hill. Sharon's gone. I'm not okay. There's these things- the darkness- the siren; it's the siren that brings them out. The world decays and then they come-" Her hands fumble with the flashlight, the only bastion of hope in the darkness that would engulf her. "I'm trapped in-."
Rose's voice gradually lowered in hushed dread, she could feel something banging against her back, trying to break the door down, "Something trying to get in-"
(OOC: Sorry about the delay, I didn't get the reply message in my inbox)
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