[the fog is thick as always, distorting shapes in the distance.
as alex moves he'll find that the town is even more barren than usual, no monsters appear in his path, but if he looks close enough he'll notice fleeting shadows, the flick of an image there but gone in an instant.
it's almost as if a calm has fallen over the town but no, calm - isn't the right word. not with the heavy feeling in the air, suffocating and impenetrable. something has descended on silent hill, something that even nightmares and terrors refuse to cross.
what could it be?
yet despite all that, once alex has made enough headway into the town, he'll find a young boy (young, younger than joshua) with a bowlcut and striped shirt, wandering aimlessly.
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as alex moves he'll find that the town is even more barren than usual, no monsters appear in his path, but if he looks close enough he'll notice fleeting shadows, the flick of an image there but gone in an instant.
it's almost as if a calm has fallen over the town but no, calm - isn't the right word. not with the heavy feeling in the air, suffocating and impenetrable. something has descended on silent hill, something that even nightmares and terrors refuse to cross.
what could it be?
yet despite all that, once alex has made enough headway into the town, he'll find a young boy (young, younger than joshua) with a bowlcut and striped shirt, wandering aimlessly.
at least, until he spots alex.
he runs.]