American Horror Story: A Tale of Terror from Silent Hill

Chapter 3 Church
The center of the church.

Everyone found their own position.

In a circular area painted with the symbol of their religious sect.

Five believers in black robes stood in the outer circle, four believers surrounded the four corners of the inner circle, and Bishop Chrisbella in purple clothes knelt in the center.

Behind them is a mural of men in suits watching a witch being burned.

What era is this? They are still doing witch hunts!
Moreover, in modern society, such religion is indeed uncommon!
Baling in the corner complained inwardly.

Bishop Chris folded his hands over his chest, with only his index finger extended, and began to pray:
"I saw them."

“From their presence the earth and the sky fled away.”

“No longer homeless.”

After Bishop Chris finished reading, the believers repeated it.

“And I saw the dead, great and small.”

“Judged According to Their Works”

“And if anyone’s name was not found written in the book of life, they were thrown into the lake of fire.”

As the last sentence was finished, a bright white light appeared out of nowhere.

It is also the light forged by this faith that can block the invasion of dark forces and protect the peace of the church.

Baling raised his eyes and looked directly at the white light. The light shone with holiness. Just from the surface, no one could imagine that most of the people who provided faith were sinful, and some were even wicked.

All I can say is that in this world, whether the source of faith is just or not is actually not important.

The light continues.

White light fell on Baling's face, and he suddenly felt warm, but then he was overwhelmed by an unprecedented hunger. It felt like a homeless person who hadn't eaten for several days and encountered a freshly baked Big Mac.

He couldn't help swallowing, and there was greed in his eyes that he didn't even know about as he looked at the white light.

Invisibly, there seems to be an alluring fragrance.

He stared straight at the white light, as if he wanted to chew it up and swallow it into his stomach.

Fortunately, he stayed in the corner and most people were praying with their eyes closed, so no one noticed his abnormality.

Just looking at the white light, Baling couldn't help but start to fantasize. He imagined that he was the master here, and everyone was a worker he hired to cook for him. Now, the meal was ready.

Just wait for him to come to the table for dinner.

He closed his eyes and seemed to see delicious food.

Slowly, his perception seemed to be expanding, and he was like a whirlpool, attracting the surrounding water.

Then, a trickle of water was suddenly attracted by him.

The thirsty soul is nourished and a sense of satisfaction arises naturally.

Cool!
Baling was still in fantasy when suddenly, a shaking sensation appeared from all around.

The candlelight flickers!

The bright white light suddenly became a little smaller and weaker.

The believers who noticed something was wrong began to cry out in surprise, and noisy words spread out.

"Be quiet! Keep praying and strengthen your faith. As long as we have faith, the devil cannot harm us."

"Now, let us all pray together sincerely and let our faith protect us."

Bishop Chris's eyes fixed, but he still spoke to calm the situation and comforted the believers not to panic.

Baling also woke up at this time. He didn't know the situation when he first arrived, but judging from the commotion just now, this kind of thing didn't happen often.

Following the words of the majestic Chris, the believers closed their eyes and prayed again, and the men who had been guarding Baling also joined in.

"I saw them."

“From their presence the earth and the sky fled away.”

“No longer homeless.”

"..."

After the belief is stabilized, the white light generated by faith becomes brighter and brighter, the slight sense of shaking immediately dissipates, and everything returns to normal.

This time, Baling didn't feel the same strange feeling he had before when he saw the white light. "It's just like that, nothing special," he thought.

After a long time, white light from the outside world shone in through the church glass.

The backworld is over, and Silent Hill is now in the surface world.

……

"Tell me how you got here."

Bishop Chrisbella, the middle-aged lady with hair like a bird's nest, asked Baling, they have been trapped here for thirty years and want to know how outsiders got in now.

"...That's it. Honestly, I don't know why I came here."

Baling did not make up some lies that would be exposed as soon as they were spoken. He just said frankly that he was speeding and came here while speeding.

Chris was a little disappointed, but also expected it. She had lived here for so many years and knew a lot of secrets.

Naturally, she knew why she could survive but was unable to leave.

"Do you have faith?" she asked, turning to another question.

"I didn't have it in the past. But now, I can have it." Baling said honestly.

The implication is that I can also talk, I can have faith, and I want to join you.

"Good." Chris smiled.

Originally, their sect had more believers, but because of Alesha's revenge, the number of people became smaller and smaller, and today, only the people in the church remain.

Every believer of faith is part of the fight against the forces of darkness.

Chris's religion also needs new blood.

……

Seven days later.

Baling has basically integrated into this place.

Recite scriptures, go out to scavenge, and run wildly before the other world arrives.

These are the three essentials for survival in Silent Hill, and the last one is particularly important.

Whenever the alarm sounds, it is no exaggeration to say that it is a countdown to death. At that time, everyone turns into the Gwangju Running Man.

People have strong adaptability, and he began to adapt to life here.

Initially, Chris sent people to work with him, ostensibly to protect and teach him, but actually to monitor and examine him.

Gradually, they discovered that Baling was really just an ordinary person, and they gradually relaxed their guard.

But, they were not wrong about him.

Baling was pessimistic about the future of this group of believers and was always planning to be a traitor, making preparations to defect in time before the Alesha massacre.

Moreover, he recently discovered that his physical condition was becoming increasingly abnormal. He would inexplicably feel hungry once or twice a day.

This kind of hunger cannot be solved by eating.

Only when praying in the church, if he opened his eyes and looked directly at the light, he would fall into an illusion and then feel very satisfied mentally.

But at this time, the light of faith will become dim, as if part of it has been eaten by him.

Afterwards, Baling would be full of energy, like an old man regaining his youth, and his perception ability would also be greatly improved.

Even ten seconds before the alarm sounded, his intuition could sense that time was running out.

This ability is so useful, won’t it be rampant?

After observing other believers, Baling discovered that this ability was unique to him among humans, but it was also exhibited by the birds living in Silent Hill.

But what price will Baling pay for stealing the light of faith of the believers?

At first, Baling was scared and worried that he would be caught.

But later he discovered that even if he stole less, the light of faith would still be depleted when fighting against the erosion of the dark forces of the inner world.

As long as you do it slowly and quietly, you won't be discovered.

If no one sees it, then it’s not eaten!

(End of this chapter)