They returned to the hallway with the girl when stopped and she searched her pockets.
“Wait!” she said. “There’s something I’ve got to get! It’s really important!”
“What did you lose?” Alan asked.
“It was a letter!” she said. “It was a letter from James! I want to get it! Is that okay?”
“Well, where did you leave it?”
“I think it’s in there!”
She pointed up the hall to the door to Examination Room Two.
Friday, June 29, 2012
(After playing the Call of Cthulhu scenario “Restless Dreams” Thursday with Jeff Smith, Ken Woody, Stephen Turner, and Erik Huffine from 7:30 p.m. to 10:30 p.m.)
Professor Herbert Loomis, Thomas Vanderholdt, and Alan and Michael O’Shea caught their breath outside of what the nearby sign called Blue Creek Apartments. The streets of Silent Hill were still unnaturally foggy and dim, almost as if the sun couldn’t burn through the thick fog at all.
Leaning against the railing and looking out into the fog stood a man. He wore a fedora and a trench coat. The smell of cigarette smoke filled the air around him.
“Jimmy!” Alan said. “Jimmy!”
Alan and Michael ran towards the man. He turned around.
The man looked so much like James that they could have been twins. But when he grinned, it wasn’t James’ grin. His hairstyle was also different and the man’s clothing was not the kind that James ever
Professor Loomis pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket. He put down the shotgun, leaning it against a peanut wagon that stood near the railing. He held it up close to Shane.
“Here, you recognize this?” he asked the man, shoving the letter at Shane.
Then he tried to punch him in the face. Shane was apparently on his guard, however, and as the fist came towards him, he jerked his head back and then backed away another step, the cigarette falling from his mouth,
“Have you seen anybody with a big, giant pyramid on their head?” Vanderholdt asked Shane.
“Uh ... no?” Shane said.
“Okay, your previous instinct to run is better there,” Vanderholdt said.
“What about the siren?” Alan asked.
“What siren?” Shane said.
“You didn’t hear the siren?” Vanderholdt asked.
“No, I didn’t hear no siren,” Shane said.
“That big, loud siren that apparently tells the demons