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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

[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...]