fh_adventures | Silent Hill - Day 1

Morning in Silent Hill, West Virginia, doesn't change from day to day. It's always gray, it's always dusty, it's always -- wait for it -- silent.

Time stands still in Silent Hill. It's the seventies forever, from the rusted cars abandoned along the Nathan Avenue main drag, to the Charleton Heston double feature on the billboard outside the Rialto, to the dust-obscured Gordon Lightfoot poster in the window of the record shop.

No one's lived here for the last thirty years, except those few abandoned pets and police dogs that were strong enough to survive on their own, to breed and run wild. No one even visits except for the occasional check-in by the county police, a couple of search and rescue missions over the decades, a photographer or two.

Nothing changes. Nothing ever will.

Except.

Except if nothing ever changes, then why, as the dim light spreads through town, are there sixteen strangers lying in the middle of the road?

[OOC: OPEN! Warning, many icons, links, and...pretty much the entire adventure will be understandably squicky. Welcome to horrorland! (Today, though, the place looks normal, just abandoned and fire-damaged. There's no ash falling yet.)]
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With his eyes still watering, it was difficult to see if he was alone. The spike of relief he felt when he realized he wasn't didn't comfort him much. He thought he recognized the other person but it was hard to see with the air the way it was.

"Um. Hullo?" he called, still on the ground and raising his voice so it'd carry closer to Leia.

[And now that I'm not REPLYING TO MYSELF, this is in the right place!]

Wearing lots of white really sucked when you were pulled through a rift in space and sent to a place covered in black soot. But Leia didn't dwell on her future laundry issues, feeling a sense of relief at the sound of another voice. She spotted Bod and crawled over to him. "Are you all right?" she said. He didn't seem to be injured, at least.

"I can barely see," he said, rubbing his eyes in a futile attempt to clear them. "The air's...something's wrong with the air. Are you all right?"

"I'm in one piece at least," Leia said, then started coughing. She pulled up the neckline of her dress to cover up her mouth. "Did you fall into some sort of rift, too?"

"I think so," he said, rubbing his eyes again and then trying to shade them with his hand. There wasn't sun but maybe it's keep away some of the bad air.

"I was asleep," he shared, trying to remember. "I don't remember falling but I woke up here when I was supposed to wake up in my bed. I don't --"

He looked around.

"Where is here?"

"I have no idea," Leia said, squinting her eyes as she peered around them. "I was at dinner with my father. I was sitting down and this...thing just opened up in front of me and pulled me in. Next thing I knew I was waking up here."

Bod could only imagine the worry that was occurring on the island right now. Having people disappear couldn't have been good for many people's mental healths.

"I'm still in my pajamas." It was an idle observation but his feet were bare and he could only imagine the difficulty that would cause. At least he'd worn pants and a shirt to bed and not just his boxers. "I don't have my phone or shoes or anything. This is..."

Not good almost seemed like an understatement. "Do you think it's just us here?"

"I've got a small knife," Leia said. Thank you, Dad. But she'd worn a dress to dinner so she wasn't exactly dressed for running or fighting either, if it came to that.

She thought she could hear other voices nearby at least. "I don't think we're alone," she said. "But I'm not sure if that's good or bad."

"Brilliant," he said and coughed some, finally getting his vision to clear when his eyes stopped watering. "This place is making me feel, I don't know, unsettled."

"I have a bad feeling about this," Leia muttered in agreement. To say the least.

"How often do your bad feelings come true?" wondered Bod, hoping she said something comforting.

"More often than not," Leia admitted. She wasn't the comforting type, not in situations like this at least.

"That's not exactly comforting," he said without any heat. His stomach knotted up but he ignored it. "Should we...move, do you think?"

Leia nodded. Any knotting her own stomach was doing was being firmly told to get over it and deal with the situation. "We need to find out where we are and how to get back," she said. "And if there are any more of us here. I think we'll be a lot safer if we stick together."

"I agree," he said, finally getting to his feet and wincing at, once again, being reminded that he hadn't worn shoes to bed. "I'm going to not be able to walk for weeks when we get back home."

When. He couldn't let himself think otherwise.

"Maybe we can find some sort of place where we can get a change of clothes, too," Leia said thoughtfully. If only they'd be that lucky. She'd much rather have pants on right now. And more sensible shoes.

"Maybe." Bod nodded and dusted his pants off, trying to see the humor of him being in his pajamas and her being in semi formal wear at this current point. "We look quite the pair right now."

Sighing heavily, Bod squinted again, wondering if his vision would ever clear. "Hopefully there are other people from the island."

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