Post by spooky on Dec 13, 2008 22:47:51 GMT -5
Leon sat in the drivers seat of his car looking down at the small path that lead away from the look out point over Tluca lake and lead towards Silent Hill then he looked at the baracade set up across the mouth of the tunnle that should have lead him traight to the town bit no such luck there he sighed and stood up going past the pay boneculers they wouldnt have done anyone any good on a day like this it was overcast and the fog lay thick on the ground it was so thick he couldnt see the lake at all.
He slamed the car door shut Leon had blonde hair he wore a green army coat and blue jeans as he picked up a small bag and carryed it with him toward the trail he walked slowly carfully not to fall since there were drops here an there he could hear strange noises in the fog sounds luke things runnign in it animle noises twised to soud strange and evil.
Leon arrived at a low stone wall with a large irn barred gate he groned he had forgotten about this place...it was a small cematary that the kids had played in and would dear eachother to see how log they could last in the grave yard before running away. Leon pushed the gate open with one hand and walked in.
The tombestones were old and some had fallen over oters were crumbled the fog made it hard to see and he tripped over the stones more then once as he crossed it. When he reatched the other side he pushed open the much smaller gate and walked through he stoppd and rested glad to be out of the cematary he had felt watched there he continued up the trail past a few empty trucks soon he reatched the main road again and he walked up onto it the town was just as foggy.
Leon walked up into the town lookign around he saw a street sign that said Nathen Ave. It was near dusk now...but it was so foggy it loked like it was already almost totaly dark Leon started up the street lookign around wonderign where everyone was all he saw were empty buldings, abanded cars and fog...lots and lots of fog.
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He slamed the car door shut Leon had blonde hair he wore a green army coat and blue jeans as he picked up a small bag and carryed it with him toward the trail he walked slowly carfully not to fall since there were drops here an there he could hear strange noises in the fog sounds luke things runnign in it animle noises twised to soud strange and evil.
Leon arrived at a low stone wall with a large irn barred gate he groned he had forgotten about this place...it was a small cematary that the kids had played in and would dear eachother to see how log they could last in the grave yard before running away. Leon pushed the gate open with one hand and walked in.
The tombestones were old and some had fallen over oters were crumbled the fog made it hard to see and he tripped over the stones more then once as he crossed it. When he reatched the other side he pushed open the much smaller gate and walked through he stoppd and rested glad to be out of the cematary he had felt watched there he continued up the trail past a few empty trucks soon he reatched the main road again and he walked up onto it the town was just as foggy.
Leon walked up into the town lookign around he saw a street sign that said Nathen Ave. It was near dusk now...but it was so foggy it loked like it was already almost totaly dark Leon started up the street lookign around wonderign where everyone was all he saw were empty buldings, abanded cars and fog...lots and lots of fog.
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