Nov 08, 2009 19:15
[The video flips on and shows two men huddled in a dank-looking closet. Judging by the shelves of chemicals lining the walls, they’re probably somewhere in one of the hospitals. There’s a face contorted into a horrified scream on the wall slightly above them, blood dripping down towards them, smeared all over the walls, along with a healthy dose of rust coating the cracked tiles.
The bigger of the two men has one arm around the shoulder of the smaller, clearly more frightened one, and a gloved hand covering the younger one’s face. If you look closely, it’s obvious that they’re slowly rocking back and forth. The slightly-calmer man flicks his eyes up to look around, and in those brief seconds, you might notice that they’re red and glow slightly. Then, he starts singing to the tune of Brahms’s Lullaby.] Go to sleep. Go to sleep. Please stop crying in my ear. It’s alright. You’ll be fine. We’ll be safe when you wake up…
Thanks for trying, Wesker.
[Wesker just rolls his eyes, but continues rocking them back and forth without fail.] Birkin, I’m not doing this all night. Sleep.
((They got caught in the hospital when Silent Hill freaked out on them. They figured it'd be safer to just stay there than try and make it back to the hotel. And Shannon and I just couldn't resist.))
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