[Sorry! I got placed in the hospital... Now my bed rest has been lifted I can reply. Sorry it took forever.]

She pushed through the large double doors and blinked looking down. They were kind of cute, in a decaying rotting sort of way. She could just picture little kids with knives in her head. She sweat dropped at the thought and shook her head stepping around one of the things. She reached for her gun but paused. She wasn't sure what was here and she didn't wish to draw attaention. And Adam wanted her to save bullets. She sighed grabbing her athema instead. She stabbed at the closest creature and continued until it fell. Repeating the action she frowned. 'I wish I had a sword..' She thought. She stared sown at teh little creatures, and blinked as they seemed to become absored into the ground leaving bloodstains behind. 'How interesting...' She thought. 'Children in schools, nurses in hospitals... I think theres a pattern. Perhpas they were human once...' She thought with a slight frown. 'Humans who needed punished.' The thought came to mind and she blinked. 'Where did that come form?' She wondered.

She looked up when she heard Adam scream. She tried to pinpoint the noise, and glanced down at her map. A child ghost would go to a classroom. She looked over the map and saw two classrooms on this floor, well four, but that was on the other side of the building. She didn't think he had gotten that far. She walked along the hallway in a swift mannor. He eyes locked onto peeling paint, and a feeling of dread. "Though i supose anyone would feel that in a haunted school.'"She muttered to herself. She glanced through one classroom, and looked around. A few books on the teachers desk, but everything was covered in dust. 'Mrs. Allens', lay on the desk plate. She tilted her head starring at the name. It didn't bring any memories or anything. Not like the name Gorden. Hmmm.

She turned leaving the room and walked toward the other classroom, seeing teh door open she glanced in. "You okay?" She asked starring at him as he starred at the metal in his hand. She glanced around yet another empty room, and walked over to the picture. She tilted her head at the two boys. 'How strange. Are they important?' She couldn't help but wonder. Everything here was a clue, and important. You just had to figure it out. She glnaced toward Adam aagin.

She watched the ceature with a small frown, as the cell phone started screwing up again. White Noise. So where the monsters really dead? Were they really alive, human at one point and time. She was unsure she would have to find out. Her mother told her of her time in Silent Hill. And she left a lot out. She didn’t tell her of her grandfather’s time or what happened to the town. And that was what she was here to find out. She snapped back to attanetion at the wailing that hit her ears. Oddly enough the creature wasn’t making a sound, yet the cry screaming out in her mind…

She looked up to Adam as he spoke. She nodded. “Well that’s a few we have to worry about.” She said with a small smile. On the inside she was worring about when they would enter the full Nightmare of Silent Hill. She pushed the thoughts aside as they continued walking. Past the bridge and into the residential area of Silent Hill.

She listened as he spoke and frowned lightly. They hadn’t even met the true monsters. The only one that might leave the ‘other version’ of this place might have been Pyrimed Head. And even then she wasn’t sure. Her mother had never met him, but Douglas had. But Adam would know once they reachedf a real ‘boss’ of this place.

She looked up at the school. This place didn’t have that much malice or cruelity more like saddness. She nodded to his question. “Yea. And relax about bullets. I have more then enough.” She said remembering the cases she had found in the security office of the Subway. They wlaked forward and the heavy iron doors closed behind them. She heard a noise even before the radio started. She looked down starring at the site. Little black almost see through shapes wlaked around. ‘Ghosts?’ She thought kneeling down. They just walked around and almost seemed to avoid them. She reached a hand out feeling one. It was like steam. Not there but she could feel something. They also wouldn’t attack. And their attacks would have just gone straight through them.

[I thought so, but I can add it to my plot. It would make it work better anyway.]

Aysa nodded. She hoped she was right as well. Perhaps they could at least get a clue or something. She didn’t completely know what to do. She was mostly guessing and following the stories her mother had told her. “I don’t know if I’m right. But that’s where… I would go if something where to happen like this. Either their or the Hospital…” She muttered. She followed behind him. Although she knew the directions in her mind, he had been here for a while. So she would have to trust him with the basics. She blinked and looked around as they left the building. Everything was covered in fog. Or was it ash? It looked to be a mixture of the two. How interesting…

She glanced at him and nodded. “They set off a vibration or something..” She muttered to herself. “White noise.” She finished. That was exactly what it was. Like when the dead are close or something. The monsters did the same thing. She had to wonder if Vincent hadn’t been kidding with her mother. Where they once humans? She knew a lot of them had been ‘created’ with the ‘curse’, but still… She blinked shaking her head and nodded. ‘It will hurt like hell when we slow, but I can manage that.’ She thought shifting her bag slightly.

Aysa nodded to the vague description. That wasn’t very good. A lot of people could fit it. Aysa herself could fit it only difference was the age. But she wasn’t about to say anything the guy seemed a bit desperate. She frowned slightly when his gaze landed on her gun. She glanced down also and glanced back up at him. Truthfully she didn’t like guns. They felt wrong in her hand. And she had always thought of them as a coward’s weapon. You didn’t really get your hands dirty with them. She tilted his head as he picked up a piece of wood. She didn’t think that would hold out so well. Her hand trailed over the bottle. She hated medication. Flipping the top she glanced in. It was mostly full. She glanced over the bottle finding a worn label with directions. Shaking two out she placed them in her mouth swallowing. She shook the bottle once the lid was on and placed it in her backpack.

She looked up when Adam sat down withy a sigh. Now that she actually looked he seemed worn down and tired. She bit her tongue as he spoke. A part of her was enraged he would bring a child here. Her mother had been here as a child. Though she always seemed to have three childhoods when she spoke, she believed what her mother said. Silent Hill was no place for one. Her eyes trailed over the maps he had. They matched her mother’s stories. Hopefully, there were the same secrets as in those stories here. The rest of her felt bad for him. A normal person should never be a part of this. And he seemed rather normal. She sighed and leaned against the wall herself. She starred at the bloodstains upon the ground. Some her own from her trip here, the rest too old and rusted. Her gaze drifted back to him, and she sighed.

“Of course I’ll help. No child deserves to be here. I would actually like to know what you were thinking coming here in the first place. A with a kid no less…But I can’t judge you. No doubt this place itself will.” She muttered. She tilted her head up to look at the ceiling. Pieces were missing and it was falling apart. “Something you should know about this place… Silent Hill is a nightmare. But you’re just in the horrible dream state. You haven’t entered the beautiful nightmare. When we reach that place… Then you can feel pity for yourself and true fear for that girl. There are more things then just monsters here.” She stated. “When we find a blade for me your taking the gun. You’ll need it more and that piece of wood won’t hold out for long. And don’t worry about me. You just worry about yourself and this kid. I have a feeling I won’t be leaving this place anytime soon. I have to find something out, and it involves this place…. But finding your kid comes first.” She said and pushed off from the wall. The pills were working. “And don’t try and be a hero here. If you chose between helping someone; other then the kid, or getting away. You run. And ignore the screams.” She said, and pulled he pack back up her shoulder. “We should head to the school. I know how to get there.” She said.