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Dark Descent	By : PyramidHead316 Category: +S through Z > Silent Hill Views: 8601 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: Konami owns all Silent Hill characters and settings. I'm just taking them through a nightmarish living hell. ;D This story has been going on for a while on fanfiction.net, but due to certain limitations of that site, I've decided to post it here as well. This story will contain scenes with sexual content eventually. They will include an F/F pairing, some M/F action, and a couple of non-consensual scenes. While I enjoy a good smut fic/PWP, that is not the intent behind this fic. If you want to see sex scenes right away, this story isn't for you. The same goes if you're squeamish about gore or non-con scenes. For everyone else, I urge you to give it a try, even if the prologue appears a little strange. This is an AU fic, so of course there will be some things different from the games. I assure you it will become clear in time. I've worked hard to capture the usettling atmosphere of Silent Hill to the best of my abilities. Enjoy and remember to please leave a review, whether it's praise or constructive criticism. Reviews feed the author and his muse. ;)
Dark Descent Prologue: World of Darkness
Believers hearken to me!
Twenty score men and seven thousand beasts.
Heed my words and speaketh them
to all, that they shall ever be
obeyed even under the light
of the proud and merciless sun.
I shall bring down bitter vengeance
upon thee and thou shalt suffer my eternal wrath.
- The Crimson Ceremony

It was a strange place, the realm that waited beyond the conscious mind. The veil of unreality fell over one’s vision as you entered the clutches of deep sleep, obscuring the landscape of one’s psyche with a haziness that confounded your sense of what was real. And yet, that also made the jumbled mix of images nestled in your subconscious incredibly vivid while they lasted.
To those whose dreams were for the most part unpleasant, this peculiarity was a blessing; a chance to explore a range of scenarios, some mundane, some bizarre, without the limitations and consequences of the real.
To others, whose twilight fantasies often came in the form of horrors that left them feeling haunted even after awakening, it was a curse. Everyone had nightmares, there was no denying that. But these were the people whose nightmares outnumbered and outmatched ordinary dreams in sum and clarity. To them, the scope of the fear and dread and sheer terror inherent to these incredibly lifelike visions was such that they would rather not dream at all, if it would allow them to escape the torment of waking up in a cold sweat nearly every night from some terrifying tableau.
Alessa Summers was one such individual.
Alessa knew she was dreaming. The odd sense of displacement combined with the swirl of jumbled images could only be found in a place beyond the limits of one’s physical reality. The mosaic seemed to bend and warp with every passing moment, until a disturbing red haze fell over her vision, as if she were seeing through a shroud of flowing blood vessels.
Finally, the images coalesced into a lone scene that was startlingly familiar to Alessa’s eyes. She blinked her eyes rapidly as she adjusted to her new surroundings and realized exactly where she was.
The hallway was dark and foreboding, but Alessa would recognize it anywhere. It was the second floor of her old home.
It had been over a decade since she last saw this place in real life. The house that she and her parents had lived in for the last two years of her childhood had burned had down long ago along with rest of their old lives. And though she still thought of it occasionally, it was never with much fondness. The end result of their stay there was the primary reason, obviously. But more than that, she had never really felt at home in this place. It was old and it was creepy and the place had never really recovered from its former owner’s influence. Alessa was certain had she given it deeper consideration, her mother never would have agreed to settle there once that owner offered them the house as a belated anniversary gift to Alessa’s parents.
Needless to say, it’s presence in Alessa’s dreams was hardly appreciated.
The worn floorboards creaked under her feet as she walked down the hallway, taking one cautious step at a time. She shivered as a wintry feeling passed through her; she was barefoot, and the floor was ice cold. Looking down, she saw she was wearing a long sleeved navy blue shirt with a white collar and a matching blue skirt that stopped several inches above her knees. Alessa frowned. She remembered the outfit from her childhood. The same person who had given her parents this home had bought the dress for Alessa’s sixth birthday. The little girl hated it, but her mother thought it was cute, and like all children, she had no choice but to what she was told and wear the damn thing. Granted, she probably would have hated anything her grandm…the owner of this place gave her.
Even after all these years, Alessa knew the layout of the home inside out. So as she slowly turned the doorknob to her old room, she expected to find the familiar sight of her childhood refuge. Instead, the door opened to a sight that left her speechless.
Awaiting her on the other side of the doorway, where her bedroom should have been, was an amusement park.
What the hell? Alessa thought, staring unblinkingly at the surreal sight. She tentatively took a few steps forward to see if she was really seeing this in front of her. It was a mistake. As soon as she set foot outside the hall, she was startled by the slam of the door behind her. She swirled around only to be faced with an imposing brick wall – the doorway she came through had completely disappeared.
Alessa’s heartbeat started to quicken as she realized she was stuck in this place now. Well, this dream’s off to a pleasant start, she thought sarcastically. And what a place for it to start in. She glanced around at her surroundings and felt herself grow cold at what she saw. It was true she was in an amusement park, but this was an amusement park unlike any she had ever seen. Save for the lights of some nearby shops, the area was pitch black; not a star to be found in the sky. An ominous looking mist swirled around her, making it difficult to see beyond a few meters ahead of her, in any given direction. The ground felt rough on her bare feet, and she saw the concrete was coated with some crusty reddish mixture of rust, mold, and something else she didn’t want to think about. She couldn’t help but quiver in dread.
It’s only a dream, she told herself firmly. This wasn’t real; none of it was. It couldn’t harm her. Nonetheless, that didn’t make it any less intimidating.
As she strolled through the menacing locale, Alessa thought she heard the sound of footsteps. She tensed with palpable nervousness. What kind of person could she expect to find in a place like this? The noise grew louder and it was clear she wasn’t imagining things. Something was near. She thought about turning back, but where could she go?
The unknown being approached in the darkness. The fog shifted ever so slightly to accommodate the intruding mass, and as the vaguest of forms became discernible, Alessa realized that this was no man or woman. No human being could be as large as this thing was.
She felt her heart almost stop when she saw it.
Monstrous didn’t even begin to describe the lumbering beast that emerged from the shadows. The creature was huge, towering over Alessa by at least four feet. Its shape was vaguely humanoid, but its arms were absolutely enormous, more than compensating for the creature’s slim torso. Shambling on two slender legs, Alessa barely had time to react before it lashed out with one of its huge sandbag-shaped arms. Acting on pure instinct, she dropped to avoid the swipe, glancing around to see a long blade retreat back into the creature’s arm.
Alessa quickly ran from the demonic aggressor. She tried desperately every door she came across as the monster gave pursuit. Locked door after door greeted her effort to find an escape, and she was beginning to despair until she finally found a thick metal door that was open. She wasted no time in going through.
Only when she was sure she was in the clear did Alessa allow herself to relax. She looked around for any signs of monsters, but the area was dead silent. She breathed a deep sigh of relief. That was far too close for comfort.
It was only when she really took notice of where she was that Alessa realized she hadn’t really escaped the danger. Far from it.
If the previous area was a precursor of what lay ahead, then this a full blown manifestation of horrifying nature of this place. The area before her resembled something out of a Dante-esque nightmare. Numerous cage-like boxes were planted into the ground, and inside them were what looked like human bodies. They were dressed in what appeared to be tan colored ceremonial robes, now stained heavily by a multitude of bodily fluids. The charred state of their skin and the stench emanating from the corpses left little doubt that they had been burned to death.
“My God,” Alessa murmured. She brought a hand to cover her mouth and nose, lest she be overcome by the nauseating feeling building in her stomach. What in God’s name was this place? It was almost like Sil…the incident in her home town all those years ago. But that couldn’t be…
Could it?
The clang of her footsteps echoed in the eerie silence. The concrete from before was gone, replaced by sheets of rusted metal linked together to create a makeshift floor. Entire sections of it were missing in some places, allowing Alessa to peer into the darkness below. She could discern nothing save a bottomless void, and she shuddered to think what would happen if she fell.
As macabre as those things were, perhaps the worst example of the nightmare Alessa now occupied lurked behind a nearby bench. Alessa wasn’t sure what it was – the pair of legs sticking out behind the bench didn’t look like a person’s, but they were like the ones on that monster she had seen either. As she got closer, she realized that it was neither. The ‘body’ was in fact a costume of a large pink rabbit clad in a set of overalls. Her jaw fell when instantly she recognized the costume from her childhood, and knew exactly where she was now. For this was a mascot known as Robbie the Rabbit, and it impossible to forget where his image gained prominence.
The Lakeside Amusement Park.
So, her earlier suspicious were correct, Alessa thought grimly. This place was a manifestation of that accursed town whose name she longed to forget. A new sense of dread came over her. She recalled with terrifying clarity what that place was capable of. What she was capable of under its influence.
Suddenly, she was compelled to take a look closer at the prone costume. Something wasn’t right, and as she noticed the crimson liquid leaking from the mouth of the rabbit mask, she felt an appalling suspicion take form in her mind. That suspicion was confirmed when she nudged the body with her foot: to her horror, the huge rabbit mask rolled to the side, giving it clear.
It was then Alessa realized that her earlier assumption was wrong. This wasn’t just an empty costume lying by the wayside. No, there was someone inside of that thing, and whoever it was had not gone pleasantly. The faintest hint of rotting flesh drifted from inside; they probably hadn’t been dead for long, or else the smell would have been stronger. But it was the grisly sight of the mutilated neck jutting out from inside the rabbit head that finally drove Alessa over the edge.
She doubled over, fighting the bile rapidly rising in her throat. It was a struggle she lost, and she collapsed to her knees as the retching took over. The spasms left her weak and dizzy, her heart pounding furiously in her chest as the world spun around her.
She wasn’t sure how long she stayed there, head tucked between her knees while she tried to regain her strength. When she finally felt steady enough, she stood up and carefully made her way to the exit. She ignored the glimpses of other costumed bodies she caught out of the corner of her eye – no need for a repeat of what happened just now.
She prayed she would soon find a way out of this nightmare.
Strange how Fate was keen to dash her hopes so quickly.

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It was barely seconds after Alessa crossed the threshold that she heard it – a disturbing cacophony of noise that told her she was not alone. The sound of heavy footsteps quickly reached her ears, and she moved out of the way just as an all-too-familiar giant emerged from the shadows. This monster seemed even more vicious than the last, and any remaining thoughts of this being only a dream vanished entirely from Alessa’s mind as a massive arm smashed the guardrail next to her. Alessa jumped back in fright, and she hurried to put some distance between herself and this fiend. So intent was she on retreating, she failed to notice another of the demons looming behind her. Before she knew what hit her, a foot-long blade sliced down on its target.
Alessa cried out as the creature’s blade raked across her back, rending clothing and flesh in a single merciless swipe. The young woman collapsed to her knees, whimpering in agony as the burning pain engulfed her entire body, akin to what she imagined being stabbed in the back by a machete must feel like. She reached back instinctively, trying to assess the damage, only to have a sickening sensation take a hold of her stomach when she saw the gore covering her hand. This was no simple cut or scrape; this was bad. She didn’t want to imagine how shredded her back was right now.
Towering above her, Alessa’s unfeeling assailant moved to inflict more anguish on its helpless victim. Alessa didn’t wait for it to attack again. The moment she heard its lumbering steps, she rose to her feet with all the willpower she could muster. The jolt that shot up her spine caused her to cry out once more, but she didn’t let it deter her. She had to get away before she ended up cut to ribbons at the hands of this beast.
She ran as fast as her legs could carry her, crossing into another segment of the amusement park-turned-hellish nightmare. The creature gave pursuit, though it was unable to breach the partitioning in the area; its oversized bladed limbs were not designed for the subtle motion of opening a gate. For a brief moment, Alessa allowed herself the tiniest of respites, before two noises that chilled her blood pierced the midnight air.
One was the ominous howl of some type of canine animal. Alessa shuddered. She had always been afraid of large dogs, and she was in no position to defend herself from one now. But it was the other noise that truly terrified her – a horrible grating echo that could only be the sound of some type of drill.
Alessa didn’t wait for whatever new horrors awaited her in this madhouse to reach her. She broke out into a run, desperate to find a way out of what was surely a death trap. As she sprinted across the rusted metal floor, she risked a glance behind her, catching a glimpse of a pack of four-legged creatures trailing her low to the ground. Dogs of some kind, she realized, given the unmistakable howling from earlier. But worse was the monster pursuing her in the air. Its features blended too much with the darkness to make out much detail, but she did see hints of some rapidly spinning blades.
Alessa’s felt her chest constrict as she thought of what those drills would do to her given the opportunity. It soon became painful as the combined stress of running without a breather and the cold fear of what awaited her if she stopped began to take their toll. She forced herself to keep moving in spite of the choking ache in her chest. She couldn’t stop. She would die if she did.
Eventually she reached a flight of stairs. Her legs burned from running across the distorted landscape. The stairs looked daunting, but she forced herself to start climbing. The first few weren’t a problem. It wasn’t until she got to the second set that something went terribly wrong.
In her desperation, Alessa failed to glance down as she hauled herself up the stairs. She was barely at the halfway mark when the most excruciating pain suddenly struck her feet. Her grip on the guardrail tightened as she let out an agonized scream. She looked down to see a ghastly sight that almost made her fell: needles of the hospital variety, shards of glass – all broken into sharp jagged pieces, stabbing into the soles of her feet.
The steps grew moist from the blood dripping out of her wounds. Alessa would have fallen had it not been for the guardrail. Her vision grew blurry in hopeless despair. She didn’t know how it happened so quickly, but this entire section of the staircase was now littered with glittering fragments. And there were still over ten steps left to climb.
Alessa let out a distraught cry. How was she ever going to get past this obstacle? She could barely walk as it was. For a brief moment, she considered just staying there in the hope that this nightmare would somehow end.
That was before she heard the grating noise that sounded like a power drill. To her horror, she saw a spinning form in the distance – at least one of those demons had not let up the pursuit, and it was rapidly closing the space between them.
Alessa made a choice. Knowing this would hurt immensely, she pulled herself on the railing as she took the next desperate step. Instantly the fragments of glass and metal ripped into her bare skin, inflicting even more cuts on the bleeding flesh. The pain was excruciating; her feet felt like they were being torn to shreds. Never in the past few years had she felt such agonizing torment before. Nonetheless she kept going, knowing the fate that awaited her if she failed to get away. She didn’t stop even as she reached the final section of the staircase, which to her utter gratitude, did not have a layer of debris coating it. Even so, piercing jolts shot up her spine repeatedly as the slivers already imbedded in her flesh tear at her with each step she took.
By the time she made it to the top of the staircase, Alessa felt like she was dying. With one final burst of effort, Alessa hauled herself past the very last step. She was exhausted.
It didn’t take her long to succumb to the fatigue. Her quivering legs folded beneath her as Alessa finally allowed herself to give in to the pain that had enveloped her entire body. If a horde of demons had attacked at that moment, they would have found her a pitifully easy prey. She was drained.
She didn’t know how long she lay there. The cool metal surface felt surprisingly pleasant against her skin. Little by little, her lungs and heartbeat settled down, and the adrenaline that had kept her running faded from her system. Much to her surprise, she found the pain from her multiple wounds vanishing as well.
Alessa stood up from the ground on shaky legs. She was still very, very sore, but a good deal of her strength had returned. Miraculously, the agony in her back and her legs was gone as well. She was relieved beyond words to find nothing but complete silence this far up in the park. There wasn’t much to speak of. A wooden track sat to her left, belonging to the park’s trademark roller coaster.
The only thing of interest was a plain gray door nearby. Alessa tried it, but the door was firmly locked. She went around and looked in the window to see a large machine inside the small room. This had to be the control mechanism for the coaster, but there was no way of getting in. Then again, it probably wouldn’t be of any use even if she did have a key.
With nowhere else to go, Alessa found herself walking the track for the roller coaster. She was cautious to keep her footing firmly in the middle of the track. All around she saw nothing except pitch black darkness, to the point where it almost seemed like the track itself was floating above the amusement park rather than held aloft by support beams. Chunks of it were missing in certain places, and the path wasn’t exactly wide by any means. Alessa fought desperately to keep the butterflies in her stomach at bay. She was never a huge fan of heights and she figured she had to be at least a hundred feet up in the air.
It may have been halfway across when Alessa got the sense that something wasn’t quite right. She thought she detected a low hum in the air, accompanied by what seemed to be a faint vibration beneath her. Suddenly, the tremor grew in intensity until the entire coaster track was trembling like in the midst of an earthquake. Alessa stumbled to her knees, gripping tightly onto the railings to keep from falling. She glanced back and to her horror, she saw the entire track was collapsing piece by piece.
She tried to run. But the damage was being done faster than she could move on such a thin, unstable path. She screamed when she stepped on a piece of track, only to have the segment break away from under it, leaving her clinging precariously to life on a tattered edge of the structure.
As if immune to the girl’s dilemma, the track didn’t stop crumbling. The architecture disappeared into the darkness like a toppled array of dominoes until every trace of the once magnificent coaster was gone. There was no chance for Alessa to pull herself up. The devastation took only seconds to reach her. And as the ledge beneath her tired hands disintegrated, the terrified young woman knew her time was up. Alessa Summers screamed in terror as she plummeted into the abyss.
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* Opening quotes: Silent Hill 3.
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