❝ Did we have a good day, girls? ❞ He asks after, even pulling back to practice signing with Windy-- asking the same question he did out loud but with his hands. ❝ You’ll both have to tell me what you’ve learned today. I’m quite eager to hear. ❞

Anna wasn’t the type to mope; she was back in Spirale, but this time her throwing hatchets hadn’t been taken from her.  Little victories.  She very quickly left her townhouse to see if anything had changed since her last stint in the city -- she was frankly hoping for something a little more interesting this time.

Cotes was...okay, it at least held the Airaisal Forest, which was as close to home as she could get.  This was her current goal as she hustled through the streets towards the dark woods; anything to get away from the hustle and bustle of the city streets.  Normally she barely paid attention to the other people around her, but a man across the street was slinking around so suspiciously she could help but notice.

Her eyes followed his own line of sight to see he was very carefully keeping tabs on a young girl walking slightly ahead of him.  Anna didn’t even hesitate as snatched a throwing hatchet from her belt, wound up, and let it fly with a grunt.  The hatchet buried itself neatly in the back of his head, and he collapsed to the ground.  A woman screamed as she watched Anna stalked across the street; several people stopped to watch in either awe or horror as the tall woman investigated her kill.

Ah, no he wasn’t dead.  He let out a gurgling noise as blood pooled around him; she yanked the hatchet out of his head and stomped on his neck with her heavy boots.  His neck broke with a sickening crack and he stopped making noise.  Anna turned her attention to the young girl who was looking at the man’s still warm corpse.

Cheryl was upset by how easily she was able to adapt to Haugst. She was ready to put all of Silent Hill and The Order behind her, but running away isn’t that easy. There will always be monsters, big and small. 

Even so, with only a pathetic knife, she couldn’t do much else but run. Monsters were dangerous to fight without ammunition, but they were also bumbling and stupid creatures who couldn’t tell the difference from being dead or alive. So, slipping past or running from them wasn’t hard.

As she ducked behind a wall, she noticed a small girl... Trying to fend off a monster all on her own. What the hell...? There’s no way she’ll survive alone...!

“Run!”

Cheryl’s yell is able to briefly get the attention of the monster. But she still only had the knife as protection- damn it. Thinking quickly, she approached the leaking walls. Just as she’d hoped... Piping.

It wasn’t as loose as the pipe she found in the other world, detaching it wasn’t going to be an easy job. The monster delighted in it’s new prey, which wasn’t trying to run away. It’s jaws gnashed and it ground it’s teeth together in excitement. Closer and closer.

..... That girl was still there.

Welcome back to Isola Radiale, Ellen!

You'll be staying in APARTMENT 312.

You'll retain everything you had in your previous stay.

Enjoy your return!

Welcome back to lovely Isola Radiale, Ellen!

You’ll be staying in TOWNHOUSE 218!

You will retain everything you were given in your previous stay.

Enjoy your stay!

She was trying to be kind but often found difficulty when approaching touchy subjects, her concern was not unfounded yet felt wrong to be merely throwing her own opinion like nothing. A visibly sickly and injured girl was outside of what looked like some type of housing. A tall building, with many windows and likely many inhabitants as a result. 

“Uh, should you... really be out right now by yourself?” 

From overhearing conversations of island-dwellers, Miriam was aware some great catastrophe had occurred recently in the island. Some rubble was still here and there, constructions midst repair and just a sight that wasn’t quite welcoming. 

“Look, there’s one right over there next to you!” Kay hasn’t been at the egg hunt for very long, but she’s willing to let the girl next to her have the prize if she wants it. After all, she’s having more fun looking for eggs than actually opening them.