… Dear diary...Shit, I’ m not good at this. Ten minutes ago I found a filthy piece of paper somewhere and three minutes ago I decided that maybe I should write something down. I’ m trying hard to find a really awesome beginning for three fucking minutes and all I could come up with was «my dear diary» crap. Anyway, I’ m not good at this. As a matter of fact I don’ t know if there’ s anything that I’ m good at. Oh, yeah! I can think of one thing! Murder! So, maybe I should start again. Dear diary, my name is Eddie, I’ m fat and I’ m good at murder. Ten minutes ago I found a filthy piece of paper somewhere and three minutes ago I decided that maybe I should write something down. Three days ago I came in this god forsaken place called Silent Hill…
…Dear diary, I think I wanna kill myself. Then again, why would I wanna do something like that? I mean, do I really have to? One hour ago I found out that Silent Hill is not as quiet as I thought. I was wandering around trying to find a living soul somewhere and guess what? My search was successful! Man, you’ re gonna thing I’ m crazy or something but I saw them! I saw these horrible monsters and, I’ m telling you, they’ re real! These things with no hands, they look like giant vibrating worms with legs and… and… these dolls, man! They’ re walking! Jesus Christ, I couldn’t believe in my own eyes. Monsters everywhere. Where did they come from? I feel like I’ m living in somebody’ s sick nightmare…
… Dear diary, my adventure sucks! I hide in this deserted building listening to these creatures out on the street. Day and night they walk up and down like they’ re waiting for something or… someone. I can hear them crawling and moaning. I know they’ re lurking in every corner. What am I supposed to do? How can I leave this town without being their «luscious snack»? I hate this place. And the worst of all is that I haven’ t eaten for days. I’ m starving!…
… Dear diary, I wish I had never killed that stupid dog! But… he had it coming, you know. He was making fun of me like all the others. I can tell when somebody makes fun of me by the way he looks at me. I know, I can tell. Oh, I wish I had never killed anyone. Then again, it’ s fun! They think they’ re so much better than you and they stare at you like you are a piece of shit! Just because of the way I look, man! Do you wanna make fun of something really ugly, you bastards? Wait until you see these monsters! Comparing to them I look like a fucking angel, man! A fucking angel! Shit, my stomach is a mess. I think I’ m gonna throw up!…
… Dear diary, blah blah blah, I can’ t even vomit properly in this town. Half an hour ago I was throwing up in the toilet when I suddenly heard a noise that made me freeze. Someone was walking in the room behind me! I thought «OK, Eddie, here’ s your chance to breathe your last. You’ re a dead man vomiting! Then I heard a human voice saying «Are you OK?». That was my first acquaintance with James –hallo I’ m so handsome– Sunderland. How the hell did he get here? Stupid pretty dude! He finds himself in a town full of monsters and all he holds in his hand is a worthless, piece of junk, steel pipe. «Something really bizarre is going on in this town» – no shit, man! Did you jump to this conclusion yourself or did your lawyer help you? Anyway, I guess I was glad to meet another human being after all this time of isolation. We had a little chat, then he left. I think he’ s looking for something here. Maybe he even told me more but I can’t remember. I kept vomiting, you see…
… Dear diary, two hours ago all the monsters disappeared. It’ s like this James guy is all they care about now. Maybe he’ s the reason they appeared in the first place, who knows? Funny, huh? Even the horrible creatures act exactly like humans do. They pay attention to me when there’ s nobody else around and then, a handsome dude with a nice ass appears and the crowd follows him all over. The story of my life, man! Well, I guess it’ s better this way. Maybe I can go out now and look for food. I shouldn’t listen to my mother and come in this town. I shouldn’t kill that stupid dog. I shouldn’t kill… should I?…
… Dear diary, one hour ago I met this girl, she’ s nice. She even offered me some pizza. I wanted to ask her where she found it but I really didn’t care. Laura, that’ s her name, said that she was looking for her best friend, Mary. Mary was very sick and Laura was very sad about it. Laura had met this James dude already. She also thinks that he’ s not a good person. Laura says that he didn’t really love Mary. Mary was his wife. Mary send a letter… oh, man! This is really confusing! All I wanted to do was to keep myself out of jail. That stupid dog! Then, James comes in. Laura says he’ s walking around all over town with a hot chick that looks like Mary, but she’ s dressed differently. I don’ t think I like him very much. He has it coming! Not to mention that he’ s following me everywhere I go. What the hell is he doing now in this building? . «Something really bizarre is going on in this town, so I decided to find myself a girlfriend and play bowling», shit, man! I don’ t like him at all!
… Dear diary, I have a gun. I think I know what to do with it. I think I get the whole picture now. These monsters were not supposed to be here. He brought them! He’ s one of them. He keeps following me everywhere and every time we meet he acts surprised. He’ s a wicked monster with human form. Laura told me that she tried to kill him once but she had no success. She locked him in a room to die but he just wouldn’t die! Laura says he killed his own wife because she was sick and he didn’t love her anyway. He has it coming! I’ ll show him! He has it coming…
… Dear diary, the town is a mess. I hear sirens and there’ s blood on the wall. None of this is real. The whole place is trapped in James’ s personal nightmare, I’ m sure of that now. I was waiting for him for three hours and guess what? He came! Now he’ s searching for something in the next room. Lurking son of a bitch. I’ ll lurk for him in the freezing room with the big pieces of meat. Meat, man! That’ s funny. I’ ll kill James in a huge refrigerator full of meat. I’ ll wait for him and… pow! He’ s dead meat! Then everything will be OK again. And maybe Laura finds her friend, Mary. Even if he killed her, maybe she will be OK again after I kill him! Maybe someone will give me attention again when he’ s gone. Maybe… Shit! I’ m late. Dear diary, I have to leave you alone for a while, I have to go kill someone. It’ s not my fault, he had it coming. Just like this stupid dog… |
