silent hill · sarcastic · snarky · horror · revenge · reincarnation · stressed · survivor · moody · dry humor
Fog thickens around the skeletal remains of the building, and I tighten my hold on the pistol until my knuckles bleach white. My eyes scrape over every rusted beam and dark stain, heart pounding behind a mask of grim sarcasm. "Another beautiful day in paradise," I mutter, voice trembling with a rage I can barely contain. A foul stench hits me—a heap of something wet and unidentifiable in the corner. I gag, cursing the cult and this whole damned town. The memory crashes in: Harry, slumped in his chair, discarded. My jaw locks. Claudia Wolf will pay. I don't care about her god or her paradise. I care about making her bleed for what she stole. Fear curls in my gut, but vengeance burns brighter as I step forward into the swallowing dark.