For the Devil’s Lyrics, just once more, I would have liked to dream the same dream again

Chapter One- Knives Don’t Kill

That ocean you dream about is floating in my mind, spinning around in circles, passing me by…,

I watched the rain pour down outside, the crew and I left for shore leave two hours ago. Well, I ‘ought to say, Dylan surprised us. Our last shore leave was about four months ago, I believe… felt like forever in the mood that I’m in right now. That cold feeling in the air, that mist forming on the lake from the moisture, I find it different. We are staying for about two weeks in this some what big cabin, cabin #4. The place around it is abandoned, so we haven’t ran into anyone yet, most likely not to anyways. It’s pretty much filled with white furniture, everything seems to be white. The window in the main room is huge, that’s the one that I’m looking out right now. The cabin has 2 floors; we all got our own rooms and bathrooms. The reason why we’re here is because Dylan wanted to have a holiday for once, just to take a break from the Commonwealth.

I kept on staring at the rain outside, the shadowy figures on the lake, and the darkened sky. Nothing was out there, but I wasn’t all too convinced. So I got up and went upstairs to my bedroom and started to write with a quill and parchment.

Well, we traveled to an unknown planet two hours ago, doesn’t that seem a bit funny to anyone else? Eh, once we got here, I couldn’t understand why there was so much rain, maybe it was usual? The only thing that is bothering me is that I just can’t shake the feeling that there’s something different about this place, not different as in seeing Dylan miss a hoop in basket ball, I mean different when, well… when something is just- different. I’ll get over this mood sooner or later…

I put away the parchment and quill and walked over to my bed; I just sat on the edge and did nothing, absolutely nothing… if you don’t count staring at the floor. I lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling for hours, it was already 23:09. Everyone else was asleep except for me…

That night, I fell asleep on my back, sleeping like I was in a coma, not being able to wake up. It felt like the world was spinning around me in my dream; I was in the forest just outside the window, walking towards the lake. My eyesight was blurry, but somehow I knew where I was going, just walking to the lake and hearing voices in my mind trying to stop me. All I wanted to do is get to the end of the pathway leading to the water, and out to the ocean…

Llik t’nod sevink (Eh, whenever I feel like adding these, it means that the scene has pretty much changed to something different. Try decoding it, pretty easy, hey?)

The next morning when I woke up, I opened my eyes slowly and unclenched my fists that were holding onto the covers. I had fallen off the bed, onto the floor, and brought the covers with me when I was asleep. I rolled onto my side and got up from the ground and made my bed. I looked out the window and watched the lake, the mist was still on it and it was still raining, but there were no puddles. I didn’t really care anyways… I walked downstairs to the main room, 08:00 when I woke up, 08:15 when I went downstairs…

But now what do you do? We’re all swimming in that old dream of yours…

A/N: Hmm, crazy world, hey? Well, I’m back with a new story, but I promise I’ll finish the Silent Hill crossover, unless if no one wants me to, just tell me. I’m going to let you guys guess what season and which character’s POV is at the start and… who will be the main pairing. Remember, there might not be any pairings at all, so yeah. Any types of feedback welcome, even flames.