People are dying, but it isn't like before. I don't feel the same mortal fear, even though he is here. In fact, I feel slightly more... present than recently. I can form coherent thoughts, which, seeing my previous state, is a large improvement ( Read more... )

Henry... I'm always watching ( Read more... )

I feel like I've been asleep for a long time. I guess I vanished for a while. Is that possible? I don't know anything anymore. My head hurts... It's just like before.

Reading the other blogs, people are getting killed. I don't know if it's Walter Sullivan, but I know he's here.

I'm afraid... But it's not like before.

Where am I?

I can't see...

I guess in an attempt to solidify my memory, I'll write a bit about myself... At least, myself before... that ( Read more... )

My headaches have localized into migraines between binges of taking more and more pain pills and trying to drink the pain away. The pain seems to localize in my forehead, then radiate throughout my skull and face. Sometimes I go blind, other times I just see red flashing ( Read more... )

Checked out 302. I managed to get into the door before I decided it'd be a good idea to leave- the smell was overpowering, and the migraine was breaking through the firewall of pain killers I had set up for it. But hey, it's empty, but not in good shape.

Did someone die in there?

They did, didn't they?

Dammit.

-J.

I've been studying the archives in the library for all sorts of information on symbolism and the occult, when I noticed, Stanley and Lobsel Vith are nowhere to be seen ( Read more... )

I've been locked up, writing, and I finally got to a block, I need more information.

If anyone has information concerning the events of Silent Hill between the years 1950 to the present, please visit me. I'm staying in Lobsel Vith's home.

-J.

I guess there are more absurd things.

I've kept my laptop closed for a while, and resorted to writing with a typewriter I was lucky enough to obtain at a reasonable price. In the mean time, the migraines are now headaches, chronic, but not alarming. I guess she does have a knack for these things ( Read more... )

Well, nobody can say I didn't try ( Read more... )