siLENT Hill

prologue: cheryl

Harry Mason put the last suitcase into the back of his red Jeep. His wife, Lauren, got inside the passenger side. Harry looked back and gave the quiet resort town of Silent Hill one more glance before getting into the vehicle beside his wife. He started it up, and looked over at his wife.

She smiled. "We have to come back next year Harry, please."

Harry smiled and nodded his head. "Of course." He pulled out from the Toluca Lake Hotel and started down Bachman Road toward the highway. "Harry I love it here so-

HARRY LOOK!" His wife cried out and pointed to a pink bundle beside the welcoming sign to Silent Hill. Harry slammed on the brake, making himself and his wife lurch forward. She coughed. He placed an arm on her shoulder. "Are you okay? You scared me." She shrugged it off, getting out of the jeep. Lauren had been sick for several years, and was supposed to eventually kill her.

She had been going strong for several years and Harry wasn't worried in the least. Although the disease had prevented her from bearing children. He stepped out and looked over at his wife, who was cradling the pink bundle. She looked up with tears forming around her eyes.

"It's a baby girl…" She whispered. Harry looked down and saw that the infant wasn't even a year old yet.

The baby looked up at Harry with her large brown eyes and reached out toward him. Harry smiled and took the baby. He saw she had black as midnight hair to match her dark eyes. "Harry…" His wife was looking from Harry to the baby, then back.

It was a miracle. Harry and Lauren had been discussing adopting for some time now. This was a miracle. "What's her name?" Lauren asked. Harry smiled and looked back down at the now asleep and content baby. He then kissed his wife and the both shared holding the baby. He leaned over and whispered in his wife's ear.

"Her name is…Cheryl…"