There was never a time before this exact moment when Bo wished she hadn’t taken an investigation so passionately it HURT, yet there she was, standing off in the corner of a large warehouse, watching what had to be the most terrifying battle she had ever witnessed in her life. A large THING was slowly trudging across the area, a large hammer in hand as it simply kept making its way towards Anne, one of the officers that had made it off of the prison bus after the crash. She was TERRIFIED, blindly shooting at this masked creature, but it did no damage. The large humanoid trudged onwards, welding its large hammer in its hand and taking the shots as if they were nothing more than pebbles. Bo felt like shouting out -- telling the officer to RUN, but she reasoned against that; it wasn’t like Anne would listen to her, and Bo wouldn’t be any use to anyone if she was DEAD.
This game of incredibly slow and DISTURBING cat and mouse carried on for what felt like FOREVER, and just when Bo thought all was lost for the officer, the large humanoid dropped its hammer ---- and it let her go. The fae was confused; why would this thing just let her go after a battle that long? It didn’t add up. Perhaps, she figured, Anne and the prisoner -- Murphy was his name -- that she had seen wandering the town were MEANT to live. Perhaps this town, -- or whatever the hell it was -- wanted those two to make it out, and even the SEEMINGLY most powerful of the hellish creatures that resided there could not kill them. It was the only thing that was logical at that point, but if Bo had learned anything from learning to survive in the town, it was to never apply logic to Silent Hill.
Rooms changed -- HALLUCINATIONS became terrifyingly real, and the monsters she had faced there should never have existed. -- So what did this mean for her? Was Bo going to make it out too? Hell, she had made it that far. but the fae figured that meant about NOTHING to anything in that town. As Anne slowly got up, Murphy came out of seemingly nowhere and joined her -- and in an INSTANT, they were completely gone. Dammit! Where had they gone? Had this creature gotten rid of them? No -- Anne and Murphy had looked at PEACE before they vanished, and Bo could simply sense that they were free as their CHI faded from the town completely.
THEY WERE FREE FROM THIS HELL, and Bo was still trapped. Stranded. A booted foot stepped out from the shadows to analyze the room -- maybe she didn’t catch something: a trap door, a staircase -- ANYTHING -- but Bo inwardly knew she was kidding herself. Her one chance to stay SANE in that god-forsaken town had just vanished before her eyes, and she was left in the same room as the CREATURE that Anne had been so recklessly shooting at just moments before. A pang of FEAR spread through her as she realized that she had been spotted. Her vain attempt to find out where the two humans had gone, she had exposed herself, not taking mind of the fact that there was another presence in the room until it was too late. In another vain attempt to conceal herself, she stepped back into the shadows, but it was too late. This LARGE THING was approaching her, but it was doing something so peculiar that Bo couldn’t bring herself to turn and run away. It seemed to be changing -- literally -- dropping its hammer and removing items from its face and body -- until what appeared to be a very worn looking man was standing in the center of the room.
The fae’s hand immediately reached towards her belt, where her dagger hung in its sheath, waiting to be brought out. Bo figured there was no use in hiding, however, so she stepped out, wary and narrowed eyes never leaving the man before her. Perhaps he was some sort of fae -- but she sensed an AURA about him -- different from the chi she saw, which was hardly present -- that screamed at her to be ON GUARD.
As the fae slowly proceeded onwards, making sure to maintain a safe distance, with a hand always on the blade at her side -- she spoke up, attempting to keep her voice as level as possible. It almost proved to be extremely difficult, but the fae was DETERMINED to make it clear that she was not scared, even if she kind of was.
❝ What the HELL is going on? What are you? You better start talking, or I swear... ❞
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