Silent Hill: Nightmare (Silent Hill x Male Reader)

Chapter 7: Inner Demons

I travel further into the sanitarium with my giant knife wielding stalker in tow. After going through a dark corridor, after dark corridor. I turn towards her and she does the same as we keep walking.

Y/n: So… you're just gonna keep following me?

Silence. She doesn't even respond to my question. She just continued to follow me down the eerie corridor.

Y/n: (sighs) I-I'll just..take that as a "yes".

After a minute of traveling, we were met with a locked metal door. I gave it a push and maybe a kick or two. I gave up on that idea and looked toward my pyramid headed friend for a solution. 

Y/n: Hey. Think you could give me a hand with this?

She slightly nods before she gently pulls me aside. Pyramid Head lifts her weapon, rearing back and thrusts it through both doors. She pulls her blade out and uses her foot to bash the doors open.

A sweat drops from my face.

Y/n: U-Uh.. thanks.

She nudges me forward with a gloved hand.

We enter another large room, surrounded with bloodied carcasses on the floor and hanging on hooks, even some in cages. I paid no mind to anything in the room until finding a shotgun under a male human corpse. 

I took the weapon with the little amount of ammo it had and kept walking, but realized that Pyramid Head had stopped in her tracks.

Y/n: Hey. What's up? 

A thick dark mist suddenly appears out of nowhere, devouring me and Pyramid Head. 

Y/n: Mmn.. U-Uh..?

Once the mist slowly vanishes, I find myself in yet another corridor, with paintings decorating the walls. I was probably in an old museum of some sort. Something was off about the paintings though. They were artwork about my entire life. All the way from my birth, to the day I fought my bully, to the death of B/n, and finally to this exact moment of me examining the art. But only one of the paintings caught my attention. Inside one of the pictures, it was literally moving, showing my old childhood home burning down with the flames completely engulfing it.

Y/n: The hell…?

When I go up and examine the picture, I instantly get an overwhelming headache.

//Flashback//

I was walking home from school one day. While walking down the street, I feel a sharp pain in my neck before falling to the ground flat on my face and passing out.

I wake up finding myself bound to a chair with rope. I could barely move any part of my body. I look up to see my so-called "family" with sinister smiles on their faces. My neck started to hurt. I close my eyes and hang my head down. When I opened them back up, I noticed S/n on the floor next to me, she was in her pink bunny pj's, covered in blood and bruises and she wasn't moving. Next to her body were some of her old dolls she loved to play with. 

Seeing this, I look over at the bastards responsible, gritting my teeth and glaring at them in pure rage.

F/n: Oh, don't look so upset, now. If anything, you should've seen this coming, really.

M/n: We just...REALLY need the money, Y/n. 

The fuckers were doing this for inheritance money?!

Y/n: Y...Y-You…. M-M-Motherfu--... Y-You m-motherfuckers…

Tears start to fall and my dick of a "father" notices this while my "mother" and "older sister" walk off to the kitchen.

F/n: Y'know, personally I've never seen you smile before.