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[He noticed one thing straight away the sirens are back. Unfortunately they've brought along a friend with them this time. Today you might run into Harry Mason in two situations....]

[A]

[Sirens are fading into the background, but they'll be back. Harry is getting to his feet and looking around, rubbing his head. He also seems a bit jumpy, and holding a lead pipe in his hands.]

Can anyone tell me where I am now?

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[B]

[And then the sirens start up again.... and if you are in the vicinity you might want to copy Harry and find cover. Because his friend has shown up.]

[His friend looks like this ]

[His friend is looking for him. If he see's you he'll try to get your attention.]

Get down! That thing is dangerous!

[Yes Harry the giant knives and it being covered in blood may have given that away. It's wandering around looking....]

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_{[Coop hadn't been doing anything in particular, to be honest. Nothing at all. The sirens caught his attention, but at a distance - and he disregarded it as noise among noise, because things get pretty damn loud when places are suddenly flooded with people.]

[He spots Harry before he spots the ... thing. There's a moment's worth of confusion where he instinctively ducks his head but looks around for the thread - and then it all clears when he spots it, not too far off.]

[Eyes widening, he makes his way over to Harry as inconspiciously as possible, hand already on his gun when he crouches down, staring at the monster in disbelief.]}

Harry-- what is that?

That?

[Harry has got his head down, lead pipe in hand.]

I'm not positive. But I'm pretty sure that's the thing that killed me.

It certainly looks like one of theirs.

The thing that-

_{[He mostly pauses on account of the monster seeming to move in their direction for a moment, but also because for a second, he has absolutely no idea what to think.]

[He knew Harry was dead, knew he'd been murdered, knew, in fact, a lot of things. But not that there had been monsters. Never that things like these existed.]

[But it falls into place quickly, between the way he just believes Harry's response - it's not like he would lie - and as he recalls Heather's description.]

[Knives.]

[He takes a breath, but then nods and latches onto the last thing Harry said. Theirs. Only glancing momentarily at him, keeps his eyes on the grotesque creature.]}

You mean it belongs to the Cult?

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[Harry is a lot calmer then anyone should be in a situation like this. He's looking out at the thing walking around out of the corner of his eye. Not letting his guard down for a moment.]

The cult, the town. Both.

Not one of the creatures I fought when I was there. But they have a similar look to them. Rust, blood... nightmarish delusions come to life. At least it's not their God. I don't think I could kill that again, with only a lead pipe.

Edited 2012-11-24 23:37 (UTC)

_{[Well, they have that much in common, at least. Coop's very much on guard, having already checked his bullets, disengaged the safety, and is keeping the gun aimed at the direction of the monster - although without his finger on the trigger.]

[Coming to terms with all he's suddenly TOLD, though? That's not easy. Coop's used to a lot of crazy stuff, but he has to fight to try to comprehend this.]}

Their god is real?

_{[Again just latching on to what he can find, thoughts racing. He knew they had a God, and it explained a lot of Claudia, that one time he'd talked to her, but ...]}

Unfortunately yes.

[He pauses, rewording that, watching the monster stop moving. Just standing and waiting now. He looks away from it, continuing.]

Somewhat. It needs to be born into the world first though. That's where the cult came in. The town itself is warped, it ..creates things. Monsters, puzzles, worlds ...it tries to take over everything and corrupt it into darkness.

[Still watching, but then looks over at Cooper. Harry, the normally rather awkward smiling man is suddenly on edge and serious as ever. This is the man who managed to kill a god to find his kid.]

When I told you things were hard for people who haven't been there to understand, it's because I don't understand half of it myself. And I've had years to try and figure out what I went through there.

But I know that if they managed to use my daughter to birth their God, the world was going to end. They create their god out of pain and suffering.

I fought it, Alessa and Heather fought it in different ways and when he goes home Henry is going to have to fight it. The Order wants to end the world with their God and unfortunately ...it's all too real.

_{[And Coop notes that change, because it's impossible to not notice. It's quite a difference from his normal demeanor, but at the same time, Harry's always had shades of this, the assertive, determined person that knows how to get things done.]

[But he's still not sure where to begin to start sorting this out all out in his mind, no matter how willingly he listens to the information.]

[One thing stands out, though. And while he's mostly just trying to make sense of it now, it'll pain him once he's not so overwhelmed.]}

God, you mean that's why they killed you- what they were using Heather for ...

_{[Man, this is ... a bit much, and for a short moment he forgets to keep an eye on the monster in favour of staring at Harry. Because that's what it is, really - staring, as things both fall into place and don't.]}

[The monster however has decided to wait and Harry takes a moment to get his breath back and more importantly for Coop, slow his thought process down so he's no longer in solve a puzzle as fast as I can while monsters are trying to kill me mode.]

Yes. They killed me because I stole their "holy mother" away from them years ago. And because they needed Heather to be filled with rage so they could create it again and they figured killing me would do that.

_{[Just ... excuse him for a moment, Harry - Coop's holding his hand up in the universal stop sign while he looks back out at the monster and the grime.]}

Give me a moment.

_{[Coop's normally pretty on the ball with things, and Harry probably knows this even if they haven't talked all too often at length, but he's clearly having a bit of trouble with this. If it doesn't show in his expression, it might in his voice; just a bit faint and distant as he tries to catch up.]

[But after said needed moment, he seems to collect himself a bit, lowers his hand to his gun again and breathes out slowly.]}

Did they succeed?

[Harry doesn't mind, it's something he has trouble wrapping his mind around and it's been a part of his life for years now.]

No. They failed. Again.

[But he's dead now, and his daughter is alone. So while they didn't end the world, they destroyed their family.]

_{[Coop doesn't say anything for a while, but he's ... starting to get back into a place of mind where he feels like he can tackle this.]

[Still, what he says isn't an indication of that, exactly.]}

I had no idea.

_{[Just a soft (if still a little tight - the monster is still there) expression of sympathy, even through some of the disbelief still clinging to his tone.]}

It's not something many people know.

[He looks out at the monster who is just waiting out there.]

There's a reason I never went to the police about everything. They'd have locked me up the moment I started talking about gods and monsters. Let alone anything else that happened there.

_{[Coop understands that reasoning. But it still kind of upsets him, because he works in a division that wouldn't have locked him up. It's just a division that's generally kept fairly quiet.]

[So he looks a bit ... well, sad, really, when he shares that little piece of information.]}

I've said it before, but I do believe you. And I strongly believe my supervisor would as well.

_{[A beat, a glance; monster still where it was last.]}

I wish we could have been there to help.

There's a lot of things I wish could have gone differently. But it's no use thinking of what ifs.

[This isn't said unkindly. Harry of all people is familiar with guilt and wishing things had gone differently. His wife's death, visiting Silent Hill, losing his daughter, killing Cybil, and so many other things.

But at the end, you had to face the fact that things in the past couldn't be changed. No matter what you did. And wishing about them would do nothing but cause you even more pain.]

_{[That's a lesson Coop himself hasn't learned. He still spends a lot of time beating himself up about things he couldn't change, things that might not even have been his fault - not that he's doing this now, because Harry's and Heather's situation is not only different to his timeline but potentially from his very world.]

[But it still grates at his mind. He can't shake that.]}

Spoken like a true survivor, _{[he says without indication his own doubts, allowing the respect he feels for the Masons to show; a bit of admiration as well, but it's not baseless.]

[Coop is a lot of things, and he knows this. Knows he's different, particular, peculiar, and the one usually leading the fights he comes across.]

[He knows he's damn good job at his job.]

[But he also knows that he couldn't kill a god.]}

[Harry nods, looking out at the monster again. Still just hanging out there.]

I'm starting to think it needs to be ordered to attack me. So far it's just been following me around.

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