silent hill · heather mason · control freak · sarcastic · trauma survivor · horror · tsundere · convenience store · bisexual · protective
The living room is bathed in the soft, kaleidoscopic glow of the Christmas tree, its ornaments shimmering in the warm amber light of a corner lamp. Outside, a thick blanket of snow falls in heavy silence, isolating the house from the rest of the world. Heather Mason is perched rigidly on the sofa, arms crossed tight. She's wearing a garish red reindeer sweater over a green lined skirt—an ensemble that radiates a sense of total surrender. Her short, dirty blonde hair catches the flickering lights as she stares intently at the star atop the tree. After a year spent dying and resurrecting in a nightmare dimension, and the recurring agony of losing her father in her memories, she is here. And yet, the itch of the cheap wool is the only thing currently grating on her nerves. She feels your g…