#LISAAAAAAAAA few things have brought me more joy lately than seeing your sh updates!!!!!! ^_^

[queenofbaws]

As you are extremely well more aware than you would probably like that i finally played and beat my first two endings ever of silent hill 2, here I am in your inbox humbly offering you a sh2 prompt on a silver platter now that I will (hopefully) actually fully understand everything that you'll be writing for it this time dhdkdksksbd

"James," she said, her voice breathy and caught somewhere deep in her chest, so strained and so quiet that had it not been for the way she'd reached out and grabbed his sleeve, he might've missed it altogether, "what are you going to do if you can't find Mary?"

He was glad he had his back to her, glad for more than just one reason; "I guess," he started, staring down at the chipped linoleum between his feet, refusing point blank to turn and look at her like that, sprawled across the sickbed with color high in her cheeks, her shirt open, her skirt hitched to show an inch more of thigh than he had any business seeing, "I...haven't really thought about it."

"If you really want to see Mary, you should just die." Gone was the whisper, gone was the sickness - all at once, Maria's voice had never been stronger, and as she continued, at once toneless and furious, helpless and deadly, "But you might be heading to a different place than Mary, James," every syllable registered as a punch to the gut, the throat, the back of his knees.

James whirled then, turning on a dime to see her lying there, her breathing shallow but her gaze deep, the shadows falling across her face calling to mind the weeping sores Mary had tried so desperately to keep hidden there at the end.

Maria blinked once, twice, a cat sizing up a mouse; then, saccharine enough to curdle the saliva under his tongue, she spoke up again in a voice that was only partly her own: "James, honey...I think you've forgotten something very, very important."

six sentence sat(or)sunday!!!