In time, the factory had become too small, so Alessa had been forced to make adjustments. It hadn't been easy, but then she'd had a lot of time to figure out how she could stretch her space and make it bigger without setting off Stacy in the first place. In effect, all she needed was more to add: an abandoned lot, some overgrown vines, enough
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Was this place still on board Stacy?
Once he'd realized that going any further would be a bad idea, Fletcher stopped in place. He looked around, apprehension growing within him; but it couldn't be anything dangerous, could it? The Nightmare King had been defeated, and surely people would have been talking if there was something else of that nature around...
"Hello?" he called out. If there was someone else here, he'd know for sure it was safe.
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"Follow my voice to the playground," Alessa called, her voice reverberating, echoing as if the sound waves reflected back, a way for Alessa to guide him toward her voice. "Just don't stray into the fog."
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Follow her voice. He wasn't sure which way to go, so that seemed the best option. That echoing, that was unnerving too. But he did as she said, and managed to find the playground -- just as creepy as the rest of all this.
"Alessa?" he said simply, looking about in worry.
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The vine parted ways, allowing the boy to enter the clearing easily. "It's me," she said, swinging again. "Have you had any trouble?"
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He was hardly one to be scared away from the spookiness. The fact the fog made it hard for true, bright light to appear in the area was really a bonus and all the more reason to take a look around.
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An inhuman screech filled the air, and Alessa gave a bit of a scary smile. "Well, and create those, if I needed assistance on the ship."
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The screech though? That was a bit unexpected and he looked up. "So, you're the type of demon who can make minions?"
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She shrugged. "Not as many as I usually have, but I had to lose a few during the Nightmare King fiasco. I was heavily injured, so they came to my aid."
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She was also a bit of a horror film buff, though she didn't play any video games, and this, this was definitely something straight out of a horror setting. Course, that stuff was just in movies, wasn't it? None of it was actually real. Still, this seemed so real it was pretty fricking sweet.
"Hello?" she shad to call out, snickering a little as she did so. "Anyone there?"
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She stopped swinging when she heard the voice. The snickering annoyed her: what was funny. "Yes," she replied. "Who are you?"
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And then she got a look at who she was actually talking to, and stopped. "And if this were a horror movie, you would be the monster disguised as the little girl who's about to take my head of," she noted with a laugh. "Good thing this isn't a movie, huh? Hey kid, I'm Haley. Mind if I-?" Without waiting for an answer, Haley flopped onto the swing set next to Alessa. She looked around the ruined playground with interest. "Wicked."
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In her description, Alessa shrugged. "I've been called that and worse. But I wouldn't take your head off, even if the way you talk is really strange and your manner is wholly odd. Of course, we only just met, so who knows?"
Give her that food for thought.
But she didn't mind the company and swung, her legs swinging freely. "Its my domain, but I'm glad you approve. My name is Alessa."
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"Your pets?" She asked of the voices.
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"The ones that guard this space and me," Alessa said. "They are the monster incarnations of the place that was Silent hill."
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