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  • 1.SILENT HILL OFFICIAL NOVELWritten by: Sadamu Yamashita Translated by Emily Lady Ducky Fitch

2. CONTENTChapter One Fog ............................................... 4Chapter Two Darkness Signup notChapter Three Nightmare Signup not 3. Chapter One Fog Harry Mason walked into the fog.His footsteps were unsteady as he was still feeling theshock of the accident. His Jeep had broken through aguardrail and was now lying at the bottom of a ravine.Harry recalled the shadow that had dashed out into theroad. Just as he was about to plow through the small,child-like figure, he completely lost control of the wheel,the vehicle was like an iron horse that refused to followthe driver reigns. Tires screeching, the jeep had collidedwith the guardrail as if it was moving on its own accord. 4 4. It was hard to remember anything else after that. By thetime he had come to his senses, the engine was stallingand the Jeep wouldnt budge.Cheryl! Harry called out through the vision-obscuringmist. His daughter had disappeared from the car. It wasunlikely that she had thrown out by the impact of the crashas the passenger door was left wide open. Not only that,but he was positive shed been wearing her seatbeltproperly. He yelled again, but there was no reply. Hesearched around the area of the wreck, but found nothing.Harry was beginning to panic, his body burring withparental concern for his daughter. 5 5. 6 6. He absentmindedly reached with the back of his hand towipe the sweat from his forehead, only to fine that theliquid dripping down his face was blood. It was only ascratch, he wasnt seriously hurt. But what about Cheryl?Where was she? Was she unconscious? Bleeding?Injured? Maybe she went off to try to find help.Harry knew that Cheryl was a clever child, and he wasntjust thinking that because he was her father. She wasclever, resourceful, and seemed to possess wisdom beyondher seven years. But she was also incredibly reckless, afact that only increased Harrys worry.Charles Hatcher Albert Fish Jesse PomeroyThe names of these loathsome people from the pastsurfaced in his mind and overlapped with the image of hisdaughter. Those were the monsters that lurked in society,hunting down their young victims with their poison fangs. 7 7. If Cheryl, a little girl lost in an unfamiliar city, were toencounter a person like thatHarry continued through the thick fog, his every thoughtconsumes by the need to find his daughter as soon aspossible.Cheryl! He called her name again and again as hepushed through the countless water vapors that swirledthrough the air. The dense mist hung over the world like asea of clouds that fell from the sky. It blanketed the townof Silent Hill, a small town with less than twenty thousandinhabitants. Was this kind of weather unusual for the area?Harry had never heard anything about fog this severeoccurring around the lakeside resort town. The entire lakewould have had to evaporate to create something likethis 8 8. 9 9. What a failure of a vacation this was turning out to be. Heshould have been leisurely floating across the lake with afishing rod in his hands by nowOr enjoying the Mainewilderness with his daughterHey Daddy, do you think therell be ponies there? Iwanna ride a pony around, just like a cowboy! Since theybegan their long car ride, Cheryl had hardly been able tocontain her excitement. Harry couldnt really blame her; itwas her first vacation after all.Okay cowgirl, if we can find a petting zoo, you can pickout a nice pony and ride it all day if you want. But justmake sure not to get into any bar fights. I dont want tohave to skip town before high noon. Harry played alongwith a smile.Ill lasso up a cow. Then you and me can have abarbeque!10 10. Sounds tasty. But I think dad would rather have a troutfrom the lake. Do you think youd like to try and catch afish?Yeah! ButI feel kinda bad for the little fishies. Maybeif we catch them, we should let them go.Oh, so youll feel sorry for the fish, but not the cow?Its different. Cows always look like theyre frowningand they smell really bad. Theyre not really cute at all.Harry couldnt help but laugh at her child-like pickiness.She hated cows, even though her favorite food was beefstew.For the first time, Cheryls expression darkened and herexcited chattering stopped. Silence quickly descendedover the vehicle. Did I hurt her feelings? Harry wonderedas he glanced over at her. Should I say Im sorry?Whats the matter? 11 11. Daddyare you gonna get in trouble because youretaking me on a trip instead of going to work? I knowyoure really busyDont worry, daddys not going to get fired just fortaking a little time off. I have a freelance career,remember?But DaddyI heard you fighting on the phone withsomeone from work.You mean that stupid publishing agent Edward? Hekeeps trying to make me write about worthlessentertainment gossip. He keeps going on about how hotrock star scandals are in right now and he even told meto cancel the trip I already had planned! So I told him thatspending time with Cheryl is way more important to methan work. I just had toraise my voice a bit to get thatthrough his thick skull, thats all.Okay. Cheryl nodded, but her warm smile didnt return.12 12. Harry apologized to her in his heart. He knew he didntalways have the chance to be a good father to his daughter.Ever since his wife Jodie died, hed been left to raiseCheryl by himself. Fortunately, Harry was a writer soaside from the occasional information collecting; he couldwork from his home.It was far from easy. Sometimes he was so busy that all hecould do for Cheryl was cook her meals, give her baths,and take her to and from school. Even when he could onlymanage these minimum necessities, he did everything hecould to care for his daughter. All his other time was spentworking to make a living, so Harry could hardly everenjoy any time to himself.Cheryl understood this; she knew her dad had to workhard every day and she knew he was doing it for herbecause he loved her. She never got to go to anamusement park or to the playground, and even going out 13 13. for fast food only happened very rarely. But she wasalways patient and understanding. She never complained,not even once. Thats what made Harry decide to take atrip to Silent Hill, the place where Cheryls always wantedto go, even though she had no idea where it was.Even though he had taken this trip with all the bestintentions, Cheryl was now in danger all because of onestupid driving mistake. If she was kidnapped or ended upmeeting a gruesome fate, the regret would be too much tobear.Every year, hundreds of boys and girls were sexuallyassaulted, beaten, chopped to pieces, or murderedandsome are never found at all. Harrys mind was infestedwith these grim statistics, all from a book detailing bizarremurder cases he had written some time ago. Those crimeshad seemed so unimaginable, yet now they could so easilybecome a part of his reality.14 14. Cherylwere could you be?It took almost no time at all to reach Silent Hill from thesite of the accident. Running swiftly along a sidewalk,Harry soon arrived at what appeared to be a residentialneighborhood. He was far from the shops and parks thatattracted the flocks of tourists, but there still wasnt asingle passer-by to be seen. Maybe it was just because ofthe fog that limited his vision. The roads were empty aswell.It was quiet. Too quiet.It was in the middle of the day, but the silence made it feellike the dead of night. It was the silence of a ghost town, aplace devoid of life. Though the place gave Harry astrange sense of foreboding, his concern for his daughtercrushed any doubts or hesitation he might have had.Finally, he found what he was looking for. He rushed overto a public phone and immediately dialed the number for 15 15. the police. The receiver beeped as if it was working, butthe call never connected. He tried again and again, but theresults were the same. Harry resentfully slammed downthe receiver.Damn copshow the hell are they supposed to getanything done around here if they cant get off their lazyasses long enough to take one stupid phone call!? Harryyelled, as if shouting to the air would magically spur thepolice into action. Trying to search for Cheryl in anunfamiliar town would be next to impossible on his own.On the other hand, it would be just as difficult to try totrack down the police station.Hey, is anyone there? Harry called out, hoping for thefaint chance that someone else was out here wanderingthrough the fog as well. He was answered only by thesame oppressive silence. However, his eye happened to16 16. catch a flicker of blue through the thick white veil. Wasthere someone there?Hey, wait! Harry yelled again as he dashed into the fog.Jut before he was close enough to make out and features,the small figure turned and fled. Even from behind itlooked familiar. Wasnt Cheryl wearing a blue dress?CherylCheryl, is that you!? The girl said nothing, sheonly continued to run.Wait, where are you going? Harry gave chase. Strangelyenough, even with the advantage of the legs of an adultover the legs of a child, he wasnt able to keep up.Wait! Please come back! Could this be a case ofmistaken identity? If this girl did happen to be a stranger,it would certainly make him seem more like a predatorthan a concerned father. Still, Harry ran. Whether it wasCheryl or not, he had to make absolutely sure. And if he 17 17. did have the wrong girl, maybe shed at least be willing togive him directions.The girl dissolved into the fog, leaving only a thin, hazyshadow for Harry to follow. The shadow darted left andwas sucked into an alley. The alley ended in a solid brickwall, but off to the side was a metal gate that hung open.Beyond the gate was a narrow passage squeezed betweentwo buildings. He has lost sight of the shadow, but therewas no path it could take other than this one. The rustyside gate screeched as he pushed it aside.Harry froze. The area just inside the passage wassplattered wit