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[lettertomyfutureself]

[Action - 310 Miller]

-Was it another dream? She hadn't even remembered falling asleep. But by all intents and purposes, she was not in an amusement park. And there hadn't been any housing communities along the route according to her map...

... In fact, she was pretty sure these weren't the clothes she was wearing previously. Oh god. What the hell happened? Immediately she looked around for her radio. Nothing. No flashlight either, not that she needed in the daylight. None of her weapons could be found. Well a nightstand lamp would have to do. Quickly unplugging it, she exited the room... she hadn't even looked at the pictures. She assumed they weren't hers.-



[Phone; Later]

Okay, so, like... I have the basics down. But I need to know something else. Has anyone here, besides that creepy guy Vincent, heard of a place called 'Silent Hill'?

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[closerthanheaven]

[Vincent was minding his own business for once, but when he heard the footsteps and saw who was making them ... and the fact she was brandishing a lamp...He decided to stop that.

He put his hands up as a show he wasn't a threat.]

Hiya, Heather...I see you're finally up and about.

[lettertomyfutureself]

You! -Up came the lamp.-

Did you drug me or something you sick pervert!

[closerthanheaven]

[Okay, that was bad. Ho took a step backward.]

You really think that I'd do something like that? Now calm down, I had nothing do with with showing up here. I don't even know how I ended up here, even after the...explanations I received.

[lettertomyfutureself]

Give me one reason why I should trust you!

[closerthanheaven]

[Vincent sighs.]

Do you really think I'm capable of something like this? I've told to before that I don't like to get involved...No need for me to get all hot and sweaty.

[phone]

[last_to_kneel]

Nope. Never heard of it.

[lettertomyfutureself]

Great... Thanks anyways, I guess.

[last_to_kneel]

You're in Mayfield. It sounds similar in the peaceful suburban kinda way. Nothin' really t' write home about unless ya like weird things happen.

[lettertomyfutureself]

I already figured out the whole "where am I" deal.

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[extraordinarily]

Oh, yeah... that guy was talking about that place. But I've never heard of it.

[lettertomyfutureself]

That guy is an entirely different story. Creep central.

[extraordinarily]

Really? He didn't seem that creepy to me.

[lettertomyfutureself]

You talked to Vincent and didn't think he was creepy? Are we talking about the same guy here?

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[gandere]

[ About time that Rin ran into the other new inhabitant. She's not too thrilled about it, but after an earlier talk with Vincent, she'll give her a better shoulder. ]

Hey. Where do you think you're going?

[lettertomyfutureself]

-She doesn't lower the lamp.-

Who the hell are you and where the hell am I? Am I still in Silent Hill?

[gandere]

No, you're not in Silent Hill and mind your tongue. It's improper of a lady to speak that way, isn't it? [ Listen, she got scolded for being cold and offstandish already. ] You're in Mayfield. A town stuck in the 1950's and there's no way out.

[lettertomyfutureself]

Forgive me if my ability to give a damn about ladylike behavior is a bit broken at the moment. Also you sound insane, but... -Considering what she's been through...-

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[magicalrealist]

That doesn't sound familiar to me...is that where you're from?

[lettertomyfutureself]

No... but it's where I was. -And she doesn't quite realize that she sort of lied there. Oh the truths she has yet to discover.-

[magicalrealist]

(Silent Hill is a living plot twist like that.)

Unfortunately, this place does that to everyone. Mayfield possesses a great magic unlike anything I've ever encountered.

[lettertomyfutureself]

Magic... Great. Exactly what I need.

[Phone]

[tofightfor]

Can't say I 'ave. [Who the hell was this?]

[lettertomyfutureself]

No one seems to have...

[tofightfor]

That'a good thing?

[lettertomyfutureself]

Kind of both... I wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy, but I need to get back.