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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'?

Comments

[closerthanheaven]

I don't even know exactly what happens. [He isn't lying, because he died before then, after all.]

I can't tell you what I don't know. Why do you think I asked what happened?

[lettertomyfutureself]

Ugh! -She throws up her hands in defeat, dropping the lamp in the process. Good thing there was no bulb.-

You're useless!

[closerthanheaven]

No need to break the furniture, Heather.

If it makes you feel any better, you do get to confront Claudia. [Yes, he'll just tease her with that bit of knowledge. He's never going to let it slip that he died.]

[lettertomyfutureself]

... Whatever. I need to get out of here.

[closerthanheaven]

You can't. Weren't you listening to me? Or are you still too caught up on avenging poor Harry?

[lettertomyfutureself]

-Oh that was probably not a button he wanted to push.-

Shut up! You have NO idea what I've been through! If you're not going to help, then just go away!

[closerthanheaven]

[No, but now the thing she threatened him with is on the floor and not in her hand, so he feels emboldened.]

I gave you the information I could and you're still just so ungrateful. I could have just left you floundering on your own...both here and in Silent Hill.

[lettertomyfutureself]

Because you're an asshole! You're a complete and total asshole with not one ounce of human empathy!

[closerthanheaven]

[Oh, how he's wounded. Except not really. She's right, after all, but that's not the point here. It's more that he got that rise out of her, the emotional response that he enjoyed seeing so much.]

If that were true, I would have never helped you out in the first place.

[lettertomyfutureself]

I'm pretty sure you have other reasons.

[closerthanheaven]

But you don't know for sure. Even if I tell you otherwise, you'll still believe that I have...ulterior motives.

[lettertomyfutureself]

You're not exactly the most trust worthy person.

[closerthanheaven]

Always treating me like a pest...

[lettertomyfutureself]

Always acting like one.

[closerthanheaven]

[Let's not go down this path.]

And you would have been lost without me. Do we really need to have this talk again?

[lettertomyfutureself]

-A smirk.-

You're right. We don't.

-And away she goes.-

[closerthanheaven]

Remember that you have to live with me now. [He sounds so cheerful about that. Always needed to get the last word in...]