My tale? My tale is one of woe and misfortune, one of murder and betrayal, one of blood and gore so disturbing it'd make you loose far more than just your lunch.

I was once a citizen of Silent Hill, but ever since the fires... Well, lets say I prefer blood to wine. It seems I wasn't the only one that those fires infected.

Oh dear, I hear sirens, it must be time. The stench of blood in the air is thick tonight, I must go. Please, if you hear screams, do ignore them, and bolt your doors tight.


(Disclaimer: Be sure that this is a work of fiction, don't go calling the police on me, I'm not really some psycho mutant thing from Silent Hill.)
Unknown "Beware, I Bite" Wild - 16 years, 10 months, 27 days ago