American Horror Story: A Tale of Terror from Silent Hill

Chapter 6 Diary
The believers of the local church all said that as long as they could hold on until the day the apocalypse ended, they would be able to leave this strange haunted place and return to their warm home.

However, thirty years have passed, and the number of people coming to the sacred church to pray has inadvertently decreased.

Everyone knew that anyone who failed to return to the church before darkness descended would never be seen again.

Except for that woman, the sinner who gave birth to evil and brought uncleanness - Dalia. However, Dalia is now just a stray dog ​​on the roadside who is not accepted by either side.

Anna commented sharply: He is not a big shot.

It was in this false hope that everyone persevered. They could only stick to their own opinions. Only in this way could they produce firm beliefs, and beliefs were their lives.

They will not admit their mistakes. Even if they are wrong, in their opinion, it is only the world's fault!

Even if they have deceived their own hearts, facing the crisis day after day and the apocalypse that seems to never end, the believers' spirit has long been worn out. They are just struggling to survive and are at best living corpses.

Looking at the survivors of Silent Hill, even the beloved Archbishop Chrisbella, at this moment, Anna did not feel that the Archbishop could compare with Baling, the outsider who possessed a special temperament.

It’s like the long-awaited breath of spring has arrived.

Just by imagining it, the scene of vibrant vitality and flourishing of all things is still before our eyes!
Is that... hope?

Only when you truly believe that you can survive can you have true hope.

Staring at the small notebook on the table, Anna suddenly made a very abrupt request.

"Can I take a look?"

"of course."

Seeing Anna's expectant eyes, Baling did not refuse, but handed over his "diary" generously.

Anna stretched out her hands and took the diary tremblingly, as if she had received an important treasure, and with a strong curiosity of ten points or even nine points, she opened the pages.

——October 11, 20XX.

It was my second day in Silent Hill, and I suddenly felt homesick. I missed my mother who had worked so hard to raise me. If she knew I was missing, she would definitely be very sad.

——October 15, 20XX.

This is the fifth day of my life. Today, I encountered a naked monster covered in a membrane, without arms, and with a hole in its chest. It looked terrifying.

Not far away, my companions and I met it. Its head with its facial features covered seemed to want to say something, but it couldn't, so it could only make a strange roar.

For some reason, I felt a sense of sadness from its voice.

Perhaps it had a painful experience.

I can't help but wonder, what is good and what is evil?
——October 20, 20XX.

On my way back to the shelter, I came across someone who had fallen to the ground. It looked like she had sprained her foot.

Since I was a child, my mother taught me to be a just and kind person, and I must stand up.

I did it, and before the doors closed, I carried her into the church.

Later, I gained a very good friend.

——October 21, 20XX.

I started to fantasize again, imagining that I didn’t come to Silent Hill, I imagined that I returned to that home which was not big but warm enough.

For dinner, my mother made my favorite dish - a special double beef burger.

——October 24, 20XX.

I miss home again.

I suddenly wondered, I have been missing for so long, will my mother come to find me?
I think so.

She would come to me regardless of everything.

Because, in the eyes of children, mother is God. ...

As Anna read, she suddenly began to read the contents of the diary in a low voice. After a moment, Anna covered her face with her hands, tears streaming down her face.

This is so well written, with sincere and rich emotions, full of the protagonist's truth, goodness and beauty.

Although the overall length is simple, it has a unique understanding of family, friendship, love and justice.

Anna wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, took a breath, and choked:

"...It's great that you have a mother who loves you."

Baling raised his head to look at the ceiling at a 45-degree angle, sighed, and said wistfully, "Thank you. I hope you have someone who loves you."

In fact, no one knows.

Baling's memories of his previous life and time travel told him that he was born in an orphanage and had no biological parents at all.

He made all of these up.

After all, who would write a diary if they were serious?
But in order to establish his character, he used all his skills as a failed writer to write this diary, which was really painstaking.

But, will this be useful?
Yes, I have it, bro!

With the enhanced perception gained from cheating, Baling could sense that the gazes that had been pricking his back like needles were slowly easing as he read from his diary.

In the game, the red dot behind him has disappeared.

Similar experiences always resonate more easily!

You have a mother who loves you, and I have a mother who loves me, so we are in the same group!

For a little girl who lacked love since childhood, suffered from the pain brought by the defects of her original family, and suffered terrible abuse, the love of her mother in the past is her only remaining good memory.

Not to mention, Baling also added the positive energy settings of justice and kindness, which can be said to be what Alesha desires.

If Baling hadn't been so young, he would have almost filled the fatherly love that Alyssa had never had.

This is not an ordinary diary, it is his strong desire to survive.

This time, the first impression score cannot be maximized!

This is what Baling's intuition told him.

Next, step by step, he gradually realized the truth about the Silent Hill tragedy, and laid the groundwork for his emotions to change from shock, sympathy, and anger, and finally he was willing to abandon the light and join the dark forces, and put his plan into practice one by one.

A bright future is not far away.

After taking back his diary, Baling's heartbeat suddenly quickened. It felt like something bad was about to happen!
He put the ballpoint pen back into his backpack, put the diary in the compartment, and zipped it up.

"Anna, we've been out for too long. It's almost time to go back." Baling knew that the world was about to change.

Anna nodded in agreement, quickly stuffed the supplies she had picked up into her small bag, and prepared to leave.

Wuwuwu——!
The air raid sirens sounded.

Baling and the other two were almost rushing to the first floor of the school.

Silently, a portion of the wall peeled off rapidly, turning into floating coal ash, and then condensed into a pale, tangible little hand.

The flying little hand reached out, opened the zipper of the backpack, and a diary suddenly flew out and was caught steadily.

Baling was running for his life, and he seemed not to notice that his backpack was lighter.

Dark Alyssa took a deep look at Baling who was walking away, and then opened the diary. She had not read the previous part yet.

Now, she became very curious about this outsider.

(End of this chapter)