Part1b: The Only Teen Who Ever Truly Wanted to Leave the Mall
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Hi again, after a seriously long hiatus from playing this game. Dx I got freaked after that whole dog-infested corridor scenario where I only had three bullets left, and found other, less intimidating video games to occupy my rattled mind with. x__x Silent Hill games are as jarring as they’re cracked up to be, no joke. And SH3 is shaping up to be potentially more frightening than its predecessor…
Ahem. Anyway. So I’ll take a page from that time period, when I could play SH2 after midnight in the dark in my room with the game muted, and muster some courage and just play this damn game.
But where the hell is my flashlight? D= Don’t tell me I’ve played this whole time without a flashlight. My gods. So I’m greeted by tons of darkness and what sounds like elephants, or people blowing their noses. >.<
So, after obtaining the only item in the room, a glorious ampoule, I leave the first aid room armed with some jerky, 3 bullets and a butter knife. Farewell, bloody first aid room, I hope no poor souls have to suffer an injury in this mall and then the subsequent terror of its grimy, mutant-dog infested first aid area.
So I guess I thought to feed the mongrels jerky last time, because they were already munching like slobbery er…monsters at something, and it wasn’t, thankfully, Heather’s legs Dx I just barely made it out of this area with a few dogs wising up to my tricky-jerky.
Kay, so I made it out alright. There was a Closer waiting to use me as a human…well, I dunno. Their arms look like enormous fleshy, otherworld punching bags, so would that make Heather the boxing glove they’re trying to ram into? Dx
But they’re actually seriously slow. I was standing in front of one for quite a few seconds, trying to get my bearings, and even as I started freaking out and trying to run away, he was still just lumbering over the spot I was standing in. I went down another hallway by some toilets and freakin’ locked doors that those nurses’ nephews bashed to irreparable states, and another Closer was sandwiched between the walls of this tight corridor with me, and yet I still got past him as he tried to tiredly swiped at me.
I swear, their ginormous arms are a detriment to their fighting ability. They may have punching bags as forearms, but they suck as fighters because of their poor anatomy. It’s almost sad. Like Pyramid Head and his dumbass blade.
Alright. So now that I’ve done a half-ass sweep of that area, back into the main part of the mall to find a freakin’ door that works! Dx I need to get outta here. And find some damn ammo. I hear there’s a boss fight coming up in the mall, and I don’t think beef jerky, a butter knife and three bullets in my handgun will cut it.
Not even the butter knife will cut it. ….Sorry, I’m just so on-edge with this terrible ambient sound effects in the mall that I’m prone to making bad jokes.
Onward! And let’s hope my dawdling does NOT get me killed. At least I know not to go back down Claustrophobic Corridor, nothing of interest but a Closer who got lost and separated from his buddy in the main lobby.
Original screencap credited to Silent Hill France, obviously >=]