Hey everyone, I've kinda lost inspiration for the last story I put up here (I guess I should have made it a one-shot and called it a day huh?). However this is one idea that I've been toying with for the past couple weeks so I doubt I'll loose the flame for this one. Oh, and I'm keeping the names from the last story too (or at least Becca's, you won't hear her say 'Maksim' as much)
As I walk home around the block, the sun is shinning and everything is peaceful. Though it is April, here in Ohio we've had nothing but snow and rain for weeks, so some sudden sun shine is nice for a change. Aaannnnd it's about 50 degrees, so everyone is busting out their shorts and capris.
I'm walking to the park to meet up with one of my best friends, Rachel since we haven't hung out in a while.
I turn to see an older man pulled up next to me in a black Saturn SUV.
"Can I help you?" I reply.
"I was wondering if you can point me to the nearest CVS or Walgreens. I'm going towards Cleveland and I needed to stop and get some Tylenol. Eyes hurt from the driving." He explains.
He looks to be in his sixties, with white hair and small circular glasses perched on his nose.
"Yeah. If you head down this street and get to Chestnut, you turn right then when you get to State Road you turn left for CVS or right again for Walgreens." I explain, pointing down the road.
He nods, thanks me, and drives off. I, however, continue on my way.
As soon as I walk in the door from getting home from the park, Mom rushes at me.
"Becca, can you run to CVS really quick for me?" She asks, looking frantic.
"What for?" I reply.
"I need my prescription because the doctors were dumb and sent it there instead of Drug Mart, and I'm making dinner."
I roll my eyes, nod my head and grab her keys. Climbing in the Rav4, I open all the windows before backing out of the driveway and driving down the road. Within minutes I pull into the drug store. I pull down the mirror and fix my dark red/brown hair and my winged eyeliner around my hazel eyes. Time to get mom's stuff.
I turn the car off and lock it then walk inside. After I get mom's stuff do I look for my own; I need more shampoo and conditioner don't I? Suddenly, I feel a slight pinch on my arm and become super dizzy. Before I know it, I'm reaching out to something next to me for stability.
"Ma'am? Are you alright?" Some person who works here asks.
I see her to my opposite side, brow furrowed. Then, before I even get a chance to say anything, the thing I'm holding onto answers for me.
"Oh she's fine, she just needs to go home and lay down, don't you dear?"
I turn to see the old man who I had given directions to earlier. He then tugs me with him by my shoulders before I can even protest. Suddenly, I feel something sharp poking into me from one of his hands as we walk past the worker. It's a pocket knife.
"Say a word or struggle at all and I will kill you." He whispers.
I pale and slowly nod. Getting outside he takes my keys from my pocket and unlocks my car and tosses them inside. He then pushes me to his car and basically tosses me into the back seat. As he starts the engine, I am unable to buckle my seatbelt.
"Where are we going?" I attempt to say, though my words are somewhat garbled because of whatever he injected me with.
He then points a gun at me, shutting my mouth. Without another word, he begins to drive.
I don't know how long it is that I've slept, but I know it's been a long time. We haven't stopped once, so I seriously am hungry and have to pee.
"I have to pee." I say.
He looks back at me and grunts before looking about the highway for a rest stop sign. Groggily, I lift my head to see that the time is now 5:30 AM. Let's see...I left for CVS about this time at night so...shit! 12 hours!? My captor stops at a rest area and helps me out of the SUV, escorting me to the bathrooms.
"You have 2 minutes." He says, waiting outside the ladies room.
I wobble inside and do my business. Looking about, I see a window but since I'm only 5'2", it's not like I can jump to it. I sigh and walk back out after washing my hands. My captor then grabs me again and leads me back to the car. Sitting inside, I lay back down and we continue.
After another hour, I see a sign that reads "Maine Welcomes You!" When did we get to Maine!? Correction, WHY are we in Maine? Lifting my head, I see that we're going along the coast line.
"He will be pleased."
My eyes turn to the man.
"Who?" I ask.
"The Executioner. He's been getting tired of adult sacrifices." He explains.
I feel myself pale. Sacrifice? My captor makes a sharp right and I see another sign that says "Welcome to Silent Hill." Snow falls from the sky and the town is shrouded in mist. We pull up to a church and he gets out. Opening my door, he yanks me out and drags me inside of the cathedral. People are everywhere and the crowd parts as we pass. My captor then walks forward and bows in front of a woman. She's probably about 5'7" with grey hair and a dark violet dress, looking like the evil step-mother from Cinderella.
"Tom, you've done we'll.". She says, coming to me, "Welcome, my dear, Red Pyramid will be pleased to see young meat. Perhaps since he will have you he will leave us alone?"
My eyes widen and I shriek as two people grab ahold of me, basically hoisting he up so I can't do anything.
"Sacrifice her!" People shout.
I continue to scream as I'm gagged and bound. The main woman smiles and starts to pray, everyone else following her lead. I can make out "may God take her damned soul," "may the innocent be spared," and "as we achieve salvation others shall burn in the pits of fire." Suddenly, a siren sounds and I'm thrown outside of the church.
I land hard on my ass on the steps. Looking around, the earth peels like ash flying off of a fire and everything acquires a red tint. Now I start to sob, and my gag doesn't help me get a full breath.
Thump. Thump. SCHREEEEECH.
I sob harder. What is that? I rub my bound wrists together, trying to saw at the rope.
Thump. Thump. SCHREEEEECH.
The thing making the noise then comes into view. It has a large metal pyramid helmet on its head and a large muscled physique. A butcher apron hangs about his waist and he's covered in dried blood. But the really frightening thing is the knife it carries. It's huge, probably half the size of me and is also covered in dried blood but with the addition of rust. He must be who I'm the sacrifice for.
He walks to me and reaches towards my gag, pulling it out of my mouth. I wince as its hand brushes my face.
"Please be quick, please be quick." I whisper, shutting my eyes.
My death doesn't come. I look at him and he then unties my bounds. Now I can't even sob, they're all dry heaves. My lungs refuse to function normally, making me light headed and hyperventilate. I moan in fear and gently rock myself back and forth.
Then, it spreads my legs apart and I then hyperventilate harder, in fear that it will rape me. It then proceeds to gently push my head between my thighs.
"Relax." I hear a deep voice command.
I instantly calm and concentrate in breathing. After fifteen minutes, I can draw a full breath. Straightening, I look at him, eyebrow raised.
"Thank you?" I reply,
I can feel him smile and I do the same. He then stands and holds his hand out to me, helping me stand.
"Come." He says.
I grasp his fingers and follow him. He can't walk fast because of the knife, but he can still keep a good pace.
"Pyramid Head?" I ask.
He stops and points the end of the knife at me.
"No." He says.
Oookay, do not call him Pyramid Head.
"I'm sorry! Um...can I call you something? Red maybe?" I reply.
He ponders it, tilting his head to the side, before nodding.
"What's going on?" I wonder.
I guess I'm not going to get much info out of him, now am I?
"I'm your sacrifice!" I say suddenly.
"I am aware."
"Aren't you going to kill me?"
This makes me pause, "why?"
He shrugs, "don't want to."