The cracked concrete road scraped at Alice's skin and her simple white and blue dress as she tumbled down from the garden of her family estate and into the fog. It must have been a rabbit-hole again, she had realized whilst falling, and the letter that Dinah, her absolutely adorable red kitten, had brought to her. Hissing from the pain, Alice scanned her surroundings and calmed her scattered nerves, breathing in and out slowly as she had learned to do back home with her sister. Ah, yes.
Her sister had been mourning for the past week, and truth be told, Alice should've been with her sister in the cathedral, praying, or at the very least, sitting with her head down in reverence towards her father's veiled corpse. For some reason, she just didn't feel comfortable there. His death had been unnatural, and the neighbors, ravens of gossip as they were, had already spread countless rumors concerning Alice's father's connections to "witches." What buffoonery! Witches indeed!
Behind her, the sound of
something cutting through the wind resonated and echoed in the mist.
Startled, Alice spun around. Blinking, she saw a black silhouette. And then... nothing. A second later there was absolute silence. Shaking, Alice looked down and noticed the paper in her hand. She gripped the heavily embroidered paper tightly, reading it for the first time.
hOW HAVE YOU BEEN? iT HAS CERTAINLY BEEN PLEASANT HERE, EVEN THOUGH i'VE ONLY BEEN GONE FOR A WEEK.
mY CURRENT EMPLOYER HAS GIVEN ME THE CHANCE TO SEND YOU A LETTER, ASKING YOU TO COME TO "sILENT hILL," BUT YOU'RE PROBABLY ALREADY THERE BY THE TIME YOU READ THIS LETTER.
iF YOU EVER MAKE IT BACK HOME, DO TELL YOUR SISTER i'M DOING WELL HERE. oNLY A WEEK AND ALREADY AN aDMINISTRATIVE pOST!
How strange. Father had never written like that during his lifetime. But then again, Alice didn't expect her norms to match up to the norms of this world. Wonderland had, at the very least, taught her that little quip.
"But still, what on earth is this? Father... died," Alice murmured to herself before snapping out of her stupor. On with this story! Hopefully it'd end faster than Wonderland did.
It began to grow chilly, and Alice began to regret only carrying a bag filled with food and a tin canteen of water, secured with a screw cap- all secretly smuggled out of the kitchen that morning. But oh well. It was hard to get mad at food, especially when one was completely and absolutely lost. In fact the mist was so hard to navigate that Alice simply gave up trying before she could try anything. Blindly walking forward, Alice followed the fringe of the forest until she could spot a gross, hardly maintained platform almost directly in the middle of nowhere. However, that was not what had caught her eye. There were people! So she was not the only one, huh.
Alice began running, only skidding to a stop once she hit smooth pavement. Great. At least she didn't risk tripping here.
After catching her breath, Alice turned to observe her surroundings.
"Incredible... This is even creepier than the woods..."
No lights illuminated the place other than the cloudy gray sky above. Trees were everywhere, except for places were they parted, such as the dirt pathway into the forest (wow, where was the one that she came from?), a restroom, and a cemetery Alice was somewhat phased to see. A wooden board, inscribed with the words "Silent Hill," stood lonely in the ominous breeze.
Alice looked around the small mass of people and felt her eyes gravitating towards a boy, about her age. He did look older though. She decided to approach. Upon further inspection, it appeared that he had dark blue eyes and black hair, and somewhat pointy ears, along with- was that tail?
Curiosity overtook Alice and she approached the boy.
"Hello? My name is Alice."
@Rin Okumura
