[Comprehensive horror] I am convinced of this system task

I think my voice is very serious, so serious that I will scare myself, let alone other people.

Heather also looked a little surprised, and I quickly waved my hand: "No, it's nothing, you don't have to be so nervous. I just think that if I don't figure out some things, I can't leave here with peace of mind."

I turned my head to look at the breath.I used to have no interest in my life experience at all, and just passed 20 years so heartlessly.When I arrived in Silent Hill, I realized that there were so many secrets hidden in me.

Since I started this passively, I naturally have to continue to explore.Seeing that we are so close to the truth, it is a bit unreasonable to shrink back. Knowing something is much more uncomfortable than knowing nothing.

"Then Wanghu Prison... I'm with you?"

I don't want to bother her, because although the entire Silent Hill has a huge relationship with Heather, or at least Alessa, it's better for me to solve the latter mess myself.

After all, this is how the game develops.If everything is left to the big boss to solve, wouldn't it be too rubbish to be the protagonist, and it can't be justified.

So I shook my head at her: "I'm very grateful for the previous things, but for the latter, just leave it to me."

Heather probably knew what I was thinking, so she didn't force it.

There is no pen and paper here, so I followed her to the table, and she drew a rough map of Silent Hill on the table with her fingers: "Toluca Prison is by Toluca Lake. This is Silent Hill, and this is Toluca Lake , where we are, Brookhaven Hospital, is here."

I tried my best to reproduce the trajectory of her fingers in my mind, and outlined a complete map of Silent Hill.

"It doesn't feel very far away." I estimated it, and then said to Heather easily, I hope she won't be too worried about me.

But Heather's expression did not become as relaxed as I expected, she still looked a little worried.

"I haven't been there," she said, "but, believe me, Toluca Prison is not an easy place to get in and out, and no one knows what is held there. Plus, the church will definitely not let down its vigilance, I don't know how many people will be guarding it, so it will be more difficult to break in."

Even if she doesn't say these things, I'm more or less mentally prepared.The prison in Silent Hill doesn't sound like a kind place.Even an amusement park looks like that in this place, let alone a prison.

The smile on my face froze for a moment, and I subconsciously wanted to pat Heather on the shoulder, but before I touched it, I reacted and retracted my hand in embarrassment and turned it into a head scratching motion: "It's okay, the 'fear' that the church is so afraid of has been eliminated I killed it, let alone others."

When "fear" was mentioned, Heather's expression seemed to fluctuate, but she hesitated to speak.

"That's..." She stopped and shook her head again, "Forget it, you should already know."

I knew what she was going to say and nodded slightly.

But this question is a bit too heavy to think about.To prevent overloading my infrequently functioning brain, I don't want to think about it just yet.

"Leave here first." I said to Heather, facing this former protagonist and BOSS, I actually had a sacred sense of destiny, "Leave the rest to me."

It seemed that Heather's concerns were still not completely dispelled, but in the end she left anyway.

She's been through a lot more than me.I can probably understand this feeling, so I sincerely hope that she can return to a normal life.

As for me, let's settle the matter at hand first.

After seeing Heather off, I crossed my arms and turned to the triangle head next to me: "So, what about you?"

I don't need to watch his reaction, because I know that some things are already doomed.

"Okay." I snapped my fingers, "Then let's rest for the night and then head to Toluca Prison."

I don't know if it's because I deliberately emphasized the need to "rest", and the triangle head feels obviously restrained.

However, some things that should be avoided cannot be escaped.

Finally, before going to bed, I checked my phone.The text messages and call records are from a long time ago, and the only ones that have been updated during this period of time are those notes that seem to have no clear meaning but seem to be reminding something everywhere in Silent Hill.

It just occurred to me that I should have asked Heather just now who this person belonged to.

I closed the phone cover, put it next to the pillow, and covered the quilt. The triangular head seemed to have fallen asleep or something, and lay there without any movement, which was contrary to the energetic state just now.

The system hasn't reported the progress of the strategy to me for a long time.I thought about it and closed my eyes.

The next day, I woke up by myself early in the morning.After counting things, I took my equipment and went to the place where my father was being held, the Toluca Prison.

With the map of Silent Hill in mind, go there along the route Heather explained.

Although the "fear" has disappeared, the atmosphere in Silent Hill has not changed much.Even when I looked up, after the fog, there were still people looking at us strangely from the blurred windows of the houses.

It's fine if it's just because I'm afraid of a monster as powerful as the triangular head walking on the road swaggeringly, but those people and I have clearly met our eyes.They quickly hid and closed the curtains as if they were afraid of me.

Perhaps in their view, I am also a kind of monster.

Although there are no burning zombies, monsters like the Binder still appear on the street from time to time.Since the main point of the trip was the prison, I didn't want to spend time and energy on them at all, dodging as much as possible.

All the way to the prison gate.

I didn't approach directly and hastily, but hid in the dark to observe the situation first.As expected, near the gate of the prison, there were people from the church.

Should I rush up directly, or assassinate, or find a way to sneak in?

I didn't spend too much time making decisions, and approached from the side with the triangle head. Before they could react, I picked up the fire ax and killed two of them in close combat with the triangle head.

It seems that the church is not prepared to be polite to me now, so I don't need to be as respectful to them as before.

As soon as the two fell down, the movement attracted the others.But since I have decided to act like this, I am not worried about this situation at all.It's just that the number of people they can dispatch is slightly more than I imagined.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a church soldier raising his gun and preparing to shoot at me. I turned around and raised my pistol and shot him twice.There are still a few people here who want to subdue me, but with the fire axe and the triangle head next to it to help, it doesn't matter if there are twice as many people.

Their weapons and equipment are quite sufficient, and a few were cut off, and I saw someone take out a rifle again.I swung the fire ax to kill a church soldier who was close to me, and then threw it over with the fire ax.

Throwing an ax across the air to get rid of him, someone next to me saw that I was out of weapons, and jumped up excitedly.

However, I may still be a little hypocritical when it comes to marksmanship.

But if it was a close combat, I would have scared the whole street back then.

It didn't take long for the guarding church soldiers to be eliminated.

"Let's go." I made a smart gesture to the triangle head, and walked into the prison.

I don't know what this big prison looks like in the real world, but I know it's definitely not like this.

After entering the prison, there were no guards inside, not even a sign of life.And I walked along the corridor for a long time, the lights were dim, and all I saw were rooms similar to offices, without cells.

At the end is the stairwell.I glanced at the sign, and the upstairs is full of offices, but the direction to the cell is downwards.

So...all the cells are underground?

I was a little nervous. If it was above the ground, I wouldn't be so nervous.The stairs are also very long, leading to another corridor after several flights.I walked to the door at the end, and before I opened it, I noticed a sign nailed to it.

marching silence

single file

corner stop

There is no doubt that such a notice was written for the prisoner, that is to say, the front should be the range of the cell.

wait for me.

I pushed open the door, but at the moment I saw the scene, half of my ambition just now was extinguished.

This prison is bigger than I imagined.And, it's even more terrifying.

In front of me is not a basement.To be precise, it is its size, which can no longer be called a "room".I dare not imagine that there is such a large space below, so big that the upper part of the prison seems to be used to cover the decorations below.

We were standing in the circular corridor, and the cell was next to it.But the other side was surrounded by rusted metal railings. I walked over and carefully looked down, and there was a huge hollow in the middle that I couldn't see to the bottom even with a flashlight.

There are several floors in the circular corridor, and we are currently on the top floor.In the metal-framed corridor, every step made a hollow sound.

There are countless cells, and I don't know where my father is locked up.I just wanted to call out to see if there would be a response, but I remembered the reminder I saw just now.

"Walking silence".

If there is no mistake, it should refer to this corridor.I have a very bad feeling that there seems to be some monster lurking in the abyss, and it will appear immediately as soon as I hear the wind and grass, so I need to shut up.

Then...you can only find them next to each other.

I dare not even speak.Chong Sanjiao made a bunch of gestures in a mess, and after thinking that he should understand it, he walked carefully along the corridor.

I thought that if I was so careful, nothing would happen to me.

Many of the cells were empty and dusty, as if they hadn't been used in years.The flashlight shines in, and the dust is suspended in the light, which looks a bit creepy.

"Will he really be in here?"

I didn't make a sound, murmured, and then continued to the next room.

But before I could see clearly, before I even had time to turn around, a pale hand suddenly stretched out from the cell next to me, grabbed my hair violently, and pulled it back.

The author has something to say: Good evening~