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[A video feed turns on and shows a tired looking middle aged man with brown hair. It's taken him awhile but apparently you can use this thing for messages? It meant ...well talking to people and right now he'd rather just close his eyes and try to figure out why he was breathing. But well, you can't put everything off.

He sighs and trying to ignore the strange creature jumping up and down on his bag behind him, speaks up]

Well so far this has been the better of the two towns I’ve woken up in. Things don’t seem to be trying to kill me as much as they did in Silent Hill anyway. Less fog and snow too....

I don’t suppose anyone would know a way for me to get home would they? My daughters still out there and I need to find her before... Well , I need to find her. Or find out what happened to her even if I can’t go back.

[He sighs, knowing he’ll regret it if he doesn’t ask.]

Also, was anyone dead before they woke up here? Because I’m really sure I was.

...Quite sure actually.

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It's-- .... _{[She wasn't gonna say 'fun'. Heather was a CITY GAL and as much as the whole traveling aspect of this place had grown on her, she STILL didn't like sleeping out in the sticks.]} ... it's somethin' else.

I'm warnin' you now: the owls here are really loud.

And sound like dying old women.

_{[And they would perch RIGHT OVER YOUR HEAD AND SCREAM salhg;;ldsg;sg]}

Something to look forward to then.

[Wonderful.]

...I suppose I'd better set off then.

[Which involves turning off the com...which means losing the connection with his daughter...]

_{[.... Yeah. It suddenly strikes Heather that she's not really a fan of that idea. ... But the sooner he left, the sooner she'd be able to see him in person... If this was real, of course.]

[That part of her brain that was still just a tad convinced that this was some kind of wonderful dream was screaming at her to prolong the conversation-- anything to stay asleep a little longer and keep talking. She didn't want to let go of this just yet...]

[... But...]}

... I'll-- ... will you call me when you stop to rest?

Of course.

[He smiles sadly.]

I'll call you the moment I can.

...and call me whenever you want, alright? Even if you just want to make sure I'm still here.

_{["Even if you just want to make sure I'm still here."]

[Those words made Heather's heart catch in her throat.]}

.... I- I will.

_{[After losing him for the second time back there in December, after messing up so badly... yeah. Yes, yes she'd be wanting to make sure he was still there and hadn't disappeared like so many others often did.]}

Hey, Dad?

Yes Heather?

I love you.

_{[... And then, because the words had been building up for two whole years...]}

And-- and I'm sorry I was such a crappy kid, doing all that-- ... that dumb teen rebel stuff, and not appreciating everything I had and everything you'd done, and-- ...

....Heather.

[He tries to keep his voice steady.]

....you weren't a....

[Okay maybe a few tears in his eyes.]

Heather....you were the best thing that ever happened to me. I love you so much...

_{[The last thing she wanted to do-- after all this time, getting to see him-- was burst into tears like a stupid little baby. So she smushed the heel of her palm against the eye that was currently threatening to water the most.]}

I know... You always made sure I knew that.

I'm just.... not... sure I always made sure you knew.

[Just a smile. Of course he knew Heather. He's your father.]

I knew.

...

_{[She returns the smile, although it's a little wobbly. Hearing that after almost two whole years of remembering how many times she'd yelled hurtful things, stormed out of the house, smoked on the roof instead of 'doing homework', resented being looked after... It was a relief. More than a relief.]}

... I'm glad.

[He smiles more.]

I love you Heather. I'll call you again when I stop for a break alright?

Love you too, Dad.

_{[She pauses a second longer, trying to think of SOMETHING else to say, but-- ... there's just too much. It's like a traffic jam in her brain. Better just let it go for now and save the flood for later... she'd just... hope to dear god there would BE a later.]}

Talk to you soon.