American Horror Story: A Tale of Terror from Silent Hill

Chapter 4 Anna
In the blink of an eye, a few more days passed.

During his life in Silent Hill, Baling also made a new friend - Anna.

On the way back to the church, Anna accidentally fell, and the kind-hearted Baling carried her into the church in time.

The two of them formed a friendship.

Anna is a girl with reddish-brown hair, a loyal believer, and an old local of Silent Hill.

Through conversation with her, Baling also got to know more about this place.

According to Anna, before this town was named Silent Hill, the ancestors who lived here were part-time witch hunters. In order to maintain purity, they relied on burning witches to drive away the darkness and prevent the arrival of the end of the world apocalypse.

It can be said that this small town has a long history of the tradition of burning at the stake, and the origin of the sect also comes from a long time ago and has been passed down to this day.

In addition, Baling pretended to be very curious and inquired about things such as the inner and outer worlds, monsters in the dark, etc., but Anna was always reluctant to mention Alesha.

It seems that even the mere mention of this name will bring misfortune.

Because he was not very familiar with the environment and was afraid of encountering scattered monsters in the surface world, Baling had been exploring very cautiously.

Nor have I found a suitable opportunity to improve my identity as a guide in order to survive in the future.

……

The sky was still gray, and outside the house was dead silent and lifeless.

"Hmmmm!"

After sleeping for a few hours, Baling, whose mental state had recovered, twisted his body on the bed, stretched his arms and legs randomly, and made meaningless noises.

A few minutes later.

After a quick wash in the bathroom, Baling walked to the windowsill, pulled open the dusty old curtains, and let the light illuminate the room. He looked at the scenery outside and took a deep breath of the air filled with coal dust.

Good morning, world!

"The air quality is still terrible. Even a seasoned Londoner would be shocked by the level of pollution!"

Boom boom boom!
There was a rhythmic knock on the door downstairs, followed by a young female voice shouting:
"Ba Ling, are you awake?"

"Just woke up. Good morning, Anna." In the bedroom on the second floor, Baling put his hands on the window and looked down at Anna who was looking for him.

"Good morning?" Anna was puzzled. She took a few steps back, raised her head, and looked at the sky. After a moment's pause, she chuckled and said, "You seem to be in a good mood. Did you have a good dream?"

Even when she was smiling, her dirty face still showed a bit of daze, but everyone who knew her knew how firm her faith was. She was a time-tested religious warrior.

She dared to go to places where others dared not go, to pick up rubbish alone. She bravely stood up to people whom others feared and avoided, and picked up stones and frames to smash them.

If Anna has a stone in her hand, even if her opponent is the tyrannical Pyramid Head from the other world, she will definitely dare to touch him!
This is the confidence that faith brings her!
"It wasn't a good dream." Baling's expression suddenly turned strange. He dreamed last night that he was caught by a group of believers for playing the Mamba game, and was hung directly on a stake and roasted into a pile of charcoal.

This dream was too absurd, but the horrible feeling of being roasted like a duck made him hum softly in his dream, which gradually turned into a beast-like roar.

"Oh! May our faith protect you from fear. Amen."

Although Anna had only known Baling for a few days, she was attracted by his innocent temperament and treated him as her friend.

"It's not that bad, probably."

Seeing Anna praying for him seriously, Baling felt a little embarrassed. After thinking for a moment, he searched his memory for good words and said solemnly:
"God bless you, Anna."

"God bless you too." Anna smiled happily, like a child who was recognized.

Afterwards, Baling went downstairs, opened the door, took his equipment, and went out with Anna to do business.

In short, it is——

Open the door, I'm out picking up trash. ...

Well known.

Among the three worlds of Silent Hill, only the real world is real, with the sun and moon rotating and the sky full of stars.

The inner and outer worlds of Silent Hill were both divided based on reality by the devil using dark power.

In this special world, there is no longer a clear and regular concept of day and night.

It is always daytime in the outer world, while night belongs to the inner world.

Because there is no fixed time for switching between the inner and outer worlds, people here are accustomed to living near the cathedral and looking for houses to live next to.

The blurred concept of day and night means they no longer have a regular schedule. They only rest when they are tired, and look for food when they are awake.

In order to avoid missing the time to escape due to sleeping too deeply before arriving in the other world, people here tend to live in groups so that people they know can remind them.

As a new member, Baling is also eligible to choose an empty house as his residence.

There are few people but many houses in Silent Hill, so there is no room for everyone.

As long as no one is living there, you can pick up your package and move in at any time. You don’t need to work hard to own a house or even a whole house!
Here, as believers of the same sect, there are basically no neighborhood disputes.

The survivors live a hard life, without enough food or diverse entertainment, and all they have are paranoid beliefs.

Even though they have one foot halfway to the gate of purgatory created by their own hands, they still firmly believe that as long as they persist, one day they will be able to dispel evil and end the apocalypse, and then everyone will have a bright future.

In this regard, Baling could only agree on the surface: Ah, yes, yes, yes!

But I had another thought in my heart: Stay away from me and don’t let your blood splash on me.

In his previous life, as an ordinary citizen who grew up in an orderly country, Baling had always kept himself clean. He was a model student when he was young and a good citizen of society when he grew up.

But I dare not do anything bad.

I am such a pure person, but if I stay with you, a bunch of sinful insects, for a long time, if I am assimilated, my thoughts will become ignorant and ugly.

Therefore, after careful consideration, Baling chose an ordinary house near the reddish-brown-haired girl Anna.

Although Anna also has a typical religious mindset, at least her heart is not completely bad, she is just a little stupid.

This can actually be considered an advantage, because Baling thinks it is better to be a little stupid. Such people will not have too many bad thoughts and the probability of backstabbing will be much smaller.

Shortly after going out.

Air raid sirens blared throughout the town.

Baling and Anna immediately turned into running men and joined the crowd heading for refuge.

Before darkness fell completely, the believers entered the church through the main gate and sat down in their familiar seats.

Archbishop Crisbella led her confidants in a prayer ceremony in the center of the church.

After the bishop sang the last sentence, the believers felt the color of light with their closed eyes in silent prayer.

The pure white and bright light gathers with the faith, and the shining brilliance overwhelms the weak candlelight, carrying the hope of believers.

Among them, there is also a share from Baling.

However, it carries his appetite.

(End of this chapter)