After I claimed my prize from the smelly old garbage chute I decided to do a sweep of the first floor again. What I found was an
I left the pool of monsters and tried all the doors to the apartments on floor numero uno. This is where I met my first friend of the day. While exploring another stranger's home without permission I heard noise I was sure were coming from a monster. I took a quick peak around the "foyer" and saw a man that appeared to have been killed by having his upper body slammed in a refrigerator door. Seeing nothing remarkable in the kitchenette of horrors I decided to check out the rest of the apartment. The monster noise turned out to be a man vomiting in the toilet. Like, a lot.
Turns out the toilet puker's name was Eddie. His first priority was to explain to me, between salvos of vomit, that he "didn't do it". I inferred that he was claiming innocence in regards to murdering Refrigerator-Boy. Eddie alleged that he ran into this apartment because he was scared of "the weird lookin' monsters", but he seemed pretty calm, other than the constant torrent of vomit escaping the man. Anyway, we said about all we had to say to one another so, after he explained that he was not from Silent Hill, I left him to his toilet puking.
Somewhere along my schlep through the apartment complex I'd picked up a key to the second floor fire escape. Having looted all the places I could get into I decided to check out the fire escape, since I still had not found a way to exit on the other side of the apartments. The "fire escape" turned out to be a door with a sheer drop to the ground outside. But it also happened to line up with the window of an adjoining set of apartments. Luckily the next apartment building was built about 18 inches away from the Wood Side Apartments so I just stepped over the opening into a second story window.
I found myself in the Blu Creek Apartment complex. The architect must have given a discount on these two buildings because the rooms were all setup roughly identically to the Wood Side apartments. Casing the first room I hit the jackpot, there was a wallet floating in the filthy toilet! I didn't even hesitate, just crammed my hand deep into the rust colored toilet water and pulled that baby out! Unfortunately, all I found was a scrap of paper with some numbers on it. I pocketed it anyway. This turned out to be a great idea since the main room held a safe. I turned the dial to hit the numbers on the scrap of paper with monster-shit scented hands. Open sesame, and a horde of ammo for my stolen pistol tumbled out. I locked, I loaded, and I prepared for some more good old fashioned breaking and entering. The room also had a sort of desk with some circular divots on it. It was engraved with a really thinly veiled riddle involving the coins I was finding. I placed the old man coin and the snake coin in there appropriate slots, but I was still missing a coin showing a woman.
I wanted to take a bottom-up approach to this building, which was significantly smaller than the previous apartment complex. Luckily, in the stairwell I found a complete map of this building. Using my trusty red crayon I began scribbling all over it so I could track the apartments I'd already broken into and looted. On the ground floor the only room of any interest had a mirror that was one entire wall. There was a small end table and some posters on the wall. And a lady laying on the ground, cradling a knife with suicidal enthusiasm. After a second I recognized her as the crazy girl I met in the cemetery earlier.
She introduced herself as Angela, with a dejected I-want-to-kill-myself sigh. We chatted about where her "mama" might be, after she suggested that I also want to kill myself and that we deserve to die. But Angela flipped out on me after I suggested her mother lived in the town in which Angela was roaming looking for her mother. Seemed like fairly straightforward logic to me, but she was acting like I was some kind of stalker knowing that her mother lived in the place that Angela said she was looking for her in. She also treated me like some kind of frightening head-case when I told her that the wife I was here looking for was already dead. Finally, Angela left. She offered me her knife as she left, but then brandished it at me like I was a sexual assaulter when I moved to take the knife she offered. In the end she decided to leave the knife on the table and run away saying "I'm sorry, I've been bad, please don't". I did not say goodbye. I did take the knife though and I found a coin with the image of a prisoner on it. Time to go back to the coin table.
Back in the coin table room I remembered that the desk didn't say anything about a prisoner coin, it referenced a coin of a woman. Not analyzing that fact too deeply I put the prisoner coin in the last slot. I found yet another key, this one for an apartment down the hall. I went to that apartment, crossed over to the next, locked, apartment, and found a key to the stairwell that would, presumably, let me out of this convoluted maze of apartment buildings.
I ran to the stairwell and threw open the door. Then I threw closed the door. Then I saw the extreme error in judgement I had made by failing to survey the room before entering and closing the door. There was pyramid face and he had one of the monsters bent over and was doing...something to it. He quickly lost interest in doing whatever he had been doing to the monster and started to come for me. I tried the door I had just brazenly swept through, but it was now locked. Of course.
I shot at triangle face, but it just made a dull THUNK sound that communicated to me that, despite 10 bullets being enough to dissuade him during our last "encounter", now bullets did not affect this big fella whatsoever. After realizing that the stairway had somehow been flooded with 3 stories worth of water I decided to run away and cower in the corner. For the next 3 to 3,000 minutes I ran from corner to corner to corner as red cone head shambled after me, swinging his Cloud Strife sized sword every couple minutes. In truth, it got a bit boring. After awhile I heard a siren ring out throughout the city. This seemed to be some kind of signal to triangle head, cuz he abruptly began lumbering away, down the stairs, through the water. Soon after, the water inexplicably drained from the stairwell and I followed the stairs down and out of the damned Silent Hill Apartments.
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