Central Silent Hill/Alchemilla Hospital (Foggy World)

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Their feet hit gritty pavement.

It's the middle of a block of foggy street in a run-down commercial district. Not the skyscrapers of New York, but squat, huddled old buildings of a quaint New England town. Behind them is a dusty toy store; other storefronts litter the street to either side and in front.

The whole place echoes emptily, the movement of the fog the only sound other than themselves.

Amber scuffs a sneaker on the asphalt. "So... yeah. Here it is."

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[futures_of_ash]

Rachel paced the width of the hallway, stretching the mild kinks out of her legs as she gave Amber a few moments.





The avoidant gaze thing was really...rough...on her though. "Amber." she started, quietly. "We all have really messed up stuff in our heads. Yours is fixable and nothing to be ashamed of."

[hollow-way.livejournal.com]

"'m not... used to...."

Well, obviously she wouldn't be used to having anyone else in her head.

But what she really means to imply is, 'I'm not used to being that open to someone.'

[futures_of_ash]

Rachel glanced out over the scorched lobby, then out the doors before crouching next to Amber. "Yeah well...there's a reason people don't like telepaths." she offered wryly.

[hollow-way.livejournal.com]

"'snot like I didn't say you could," she replies, a small hint of annoyance touching the harmonics. She does not want to give across the wrong impression! Though possibly she will be giving off a different wrong impression now!

[futures_of_ash]

"True" She chuckled wryly, a far from happy sound but at least it was something? People rarely knew what they were agreeing to though. Regardless. "Should we get out of here now? I don't like the feel of this place, and we've been here long enough it may have started to get peeks of my nightmares too..."

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"Yeah. Fuck this place."

It is her Silent Hill Mantra.

"Can you tell where to get back?"

[futures_of_ash]

"I can feel where we came in." They'd left a nice energy signature to follow, the only problem being..."it's moved though. It's further away." This was going to be one of those places that was easier to get in that out it seemed.

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"I got a map..." She unfolds a town map. "Can you tell where it is on here?"

[futures_of_ash]

Rachel leaned over the map, eyes scanning, then nibbled her lower lip "Where are we?" Reading, and reading maps, were not really in her skill set. If she could get a reference point it'd be easier!

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"Oh yeah... sorry." She points. "Here's where we came in. Then we went up this way..." tracing the roads, "...up to here. That's the hospital."

[futures_of_ash]

Rachel laid her finger next to Amber's, then let flame trickle over the page. it wavered for a moment, then coalesced into a thin, straight arrow that ignored buildings. The gate was...almost as far away from them as it could be and still be inside the bounds of Silent Hill.

At the very end of the arrow, the ink writhed, forming a little door symbol just in case they needed to check the map again.

"I...don't think we could fly over. The sky just kind if stops here."

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"Stops?" She peers out a window and up.

Not that she could tell anything, anyway, since the fog limits visibility to maybe ten feet.

"Well, there's shit all over, but walking's better'n sitting waiting for them to get us, right?"

[futures_of_ash]

"Yeah, stops. It's kind of like a bubble. Nothing outside that edge until you manage to hit your real world again." Rachel shrugged, sure that she wasn't explaining it right.

"Usually..." speaking of stuff, there was a eerie howl starting to rise on the wind. Baying from all around, a sound clawing from a near dozen throats riding on a wave of fear. "Oh....no."

[hollow-way.livejournal.com]

Gun. Loaded. Ready.

Amber is getting used to this place and its surprises.

[futures_of_ash]

Hardened hero that she was...well, this was a hell of a curve-ball anyway. Rachel held open the door for Amber then nodded toward the best street. "Hounds. The first weapon us fear...the actual emotion. They, no, she can project it when they're close enough. Whatever you do, don't run."

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The look she gives projects a very strong, are you shitting me?!

(Amber has not had much experience in non-urban situations.)

"That's... gonna be pretty fuckin' hard," she admits.

"She who?"

[futures_of_ash]

"The pack leader." Rachel answered grimly, striding beside Amber with an almost lupine ease. "Projective empath, and it's easier to take prey when they're terrified out of their minds."

[hollow-way.livejournal.com]

"Picked a good fuckin' place for it, then."

At some point, she's going to be questioning why someone from Rachel's world is here in Amber's.

Right now, questioning it seems a bit counterproductive. In the "possibly deadly" sense.

"Fuck this place."

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"Yeah, I'm not liking it either." Rachel admitted grimly.

There were shadows following them in the next streets over. Human shadows, moving on all fours...and behind them, just in the edges of the encircling mist came more.

And the Fear.

It was the sick, churning fear of those about to die. When there's no other option but to curl in a corner and scream as the monster comes because you've run out of places to run or hide.

[hollow-way.livejournal.com]

ohshitohshitohshitohshitohshitohshitohshit

don't run don't run don't run don't run
don'trundon'trundon'trundon'trunDON'TRUNDON'TRUNDON'TRUNDON'TRUNDON'TRUN

Her legs are cramping from trying not to book it.

[futures_of_ash]

The problem with this particular onslaught was that Rachel and the Pack leader were evenly matched. So there was a very silent war going on, parts of the Fear hitting Amber, and parts of it being deflected back at the other hounds and...

Rachel wrapped her hand around her friends arm, pace slowing as she fought, but she didn't want to get separated from the girl at all. "You can shoot at the other hounds. You can't hit the leader, but the others should be possible. It might distract her."

[hollow-way.livejournal.com]

ARE YOU KIDDING SHE CAN'T SHOOT THEM THEY ARE TERRIFYING

but on the other hand

Rachel needs help

Rachel helped her

Rachel

is important

BLAM BLAM BLAM

Her hand is shaking, but she keeps pulling the trigger.

BLAM BLAM BLAM

[futures_of_ash]

No, she wasn't kidding, and in any other time...any other place...she would feel guilty about bringing harm to one of the hounds. That wasn't here and now though. She couldn't afford the luxury of guilt right now.

"Slider..." she murmured as the bullets hit one of those following them. The impact caused screaming. The screaming in turn caused howling, a great, belling sound that rose, horribly, from human throats.

"Reload Amber." Rachel suggested as that Fear spiked into Rage for a moment before fading slightly.

[hollow-way.livejournal.com]

Waaaayyyy ahead of you there. Amber has figured out very quickly that you do not stop attacking until the other guy is no longer moving. Especially here.

BLAM BLAM BLAM

[futures_of_ash]

That other guy didn't seem to want to stop moving.

The Fear wasn't constant anymore. Instead it slashed like knives, a spiking, distracting emotion usually seeping in just before Amber pulled the trigger. The Pack Leader was not happy with one of her hounds being injured.

Not happy at all.

"Keep walking backward amber...we need to get to the door. They'll bring up Med in a moment for those injuries they have and we're going to want a little more space between us and them then..." Or a lot of space really. Hounds didn't cut loose often.