| > Letter From Mary.
|"In my restless dreams,
I see that town. Silent Hill. You promised you'd take me there again someday. But you
never did. Well I'm alone there now... In our 'special place'... Waiting for you..."
| > Wall Scratches - Wood Side Apartment.
|"Henry | Mildred |
| > Three Different Sizes - Wood Side Apartment.
|"Three different sizes,
time on the run. Three young men circlin' round the sun. Henry is short and very, very
slow, Scott can't stop, he's always on the go."
| > Artical about murder incident - Wood Side
|"The police announced
today that Walter Sullivan, who was arrested on the 18th of this month for the brutal
murder of Billy Locane and his sister Miriam, committed suicide in his jail cell early on
the morning of the 22nd.
According to the police statment, Sullivan ised a soup spoon to stab himself in the neck,
severing his carotid artery. By the time the guard discovered him, Sullivan was dead from
blood loss, the spoon buried two inches in his neck.
An old schoolmate of Walter Sullivan's from his hometown of Pleasant River said "He
didn't look like the type of guy who would kill kids. But I do remember that just before
they arrested him he was blurting out all sorts of strange stuff like "He's trying to
kill me. He's trying to punish me. The monster... the red devil. Forgive me. I did it, but
it wasn't me!."
The schoolmate then added "I guess now that I think of it, he was kinda crazy."
| > Dear Tim - Blue Creek Apartment.
I have to run an errand so I'm going out. I left the house key with Uncle David (You know
where he lives, don't you? The key is in the room near the first floor staircase.). I'll
be back as soon as I can, so please watch the place while I'm gone. "
| > To the right is the lady (Easy Riddle) - Blue Creek
|"To the right is the
lady. To the left is the old one.In the center drwals the other. Now just two spaces
remain, But fear not for now, The puzzle is done. The puzzle is done."
| > Three bright coins in five holes be (Hard Riddle) -
Blue Creek Apartment.
|"Three bright coins in
five holes beat one end sits the seducer of shethe wind from behind, the woman doth play
the formless one, null, lies furthest from they the old one beside the serpent sits not
'tis to the prisoner's left that he doth rot."
| > Lost Memories - Texxon Gas Station.
|"According to the
legend, this was where the holiest ceremonies took place. But it was not the ancestors of
those who now live in this town that first stole the land from these people. There were
others who came before. In those days, this town went by another name. But that name is
now hoplessly lost in the veils of time. All we know is that there was another name, and
that for some reason the town was once abandoned by its residents."
| > Patient record - Brookheaven Hospital.
He has attempted suicide three times in the past for reasons unknown. Although he is
normally a model patient who follows doctor's and nurse's orders, he must be watched
closely due to his past pattern of sudden and violent suicide attempts.
His illness seems to be rooted in the fact that he believes he is guilty of causing his
daughter's death. His symptoms suggest a psychotic break and paranoid delusions. Normally
calm, but has a tendency towards violence when excited.
History of hospitalization as well as numerous assault, battery and other violent
offenses. He has a strong persecution complex and a tendency to solve things through
violence. Extreme caution necessary."
| > Doctor's journal - Brookheaven Hospital.
|"The potential for this
illness exists in all people and, under the right circumstances, any man or woman would be
driven, like him, to "the other side." The" other side' perhaps may not be
the best way to phrase it. After all, there is no wall between here and there. It lies on
the borders where reality and unreality intersect. It is a place both close and distant.
Some say it isn't even an illness. I cannot agree with them. I'm a doctor, not a
philosopher or even a psychiatrist. But sometimes I have to ask myself this question. It's
true that to us his imaginings are nothing but the inventions of a busy mind. But to him,
there simply is no other reality. Furthermore he is happy there. So why, I ask myself, why
in the name of healing him must we drag him painfully into the world of our own
reality?(Something else is written by hand.) I got the key from Joseph. It's probably the
key to that box."
| > Numbers written on the whiteboard - Brookheaven
|"3rd floor patient wing
hall - 7335 (1328 w trybie Hard)"
| > Imprint on carbon paper - Brookheaven Hospital.
|"i know it i know the
number of the box #### it cant help him anymore the button key doesnt scare me so nobody
can stop who i am i don't know who i am is who i am is who i am is
me i am and no one can stop me one can stop me no one can stop me can stop can stop no no
me i am a genius and no one can stop me and no one can stop me one can stop me no one can
stop me can stopcan stop no no"
| > Tern tern tern the numbers - Brookheaven Hospital.
|"Tern tern tern the
numbers better not forget them So i'll right them down here The other one, my secret
| > Diary from roof - Brookheaven Hospital.
Rain. Stared out the window all day. Peaceful here - nothing to do. Still not allowed to
Still raining. Talked with the doctor a little. Would they have saved me if I
didn't have a family to feed? I know I'm pathetic, weak. Not everyone can be strong.
Rain again. The meds made me feel sick today. If I'm only better when I'm drugged, then
who am i anyway?
Rain as usual. I don't want to cause any more trouble for anyone, but I'm a bother either
way. Can it really be a such a sin to run instead of fight? Some people may say so, but
they don't have to live in my shoes. It may be selfish, but it's what I want. It's too
hard like this. It's just to hard....
It's clear outside. The doctors told me I've been released - that I've got to go home. I
| > The basement's basement - Brookheaven Hospital.
|"I was locked up inside
the basement's basement. It was so small and dark and I was so afraid. I dropped my
precious ring. But I will never, ever go back there."
| > She is an angel - Brookheaven Hospital.
|"She is an angel no one
knows only I can see the Lady of the Door they cannot walk along her Bridge of Thread they
fall from the weight of their crimes. Like bloated and ugly corpses their sins she devours
them sun and sinner alike she saves me she is an angel."
| > I took the direckter's key - Brookheaven Hospital.
|"I took the
direckters's key - the one to the mooseum. I hid it behind the preying woman when I went
out for the day trip. I picked it up but I did not steal it. I'm not a krimminal."
| > There's a letter and a wrench - Ulice miasteczka
|"He who is not bold
enough to be stared at from across the abyss is not bold enough to stare into it himself.
The truth can only be learned by marching forward. Follow the map. There's a letter and a
| > Prison guard's diary - Toluca Prison.
|"Prisoner's do not feel
remorse. In fact, they do not feel themselves to be villans at all. Even the most
uneducated brute will use what little words he knows to justify himself. In such trifling
dreams they have,
flourishing even in the darkness. Prisoners, too, are no exceptions. No matter how foul
nor loathsome one's own life and existence may be, human nature is abiding."
| > Legend of the Lake - Okolice parku.
|"Toluca Lake, the
town's main tourist attraction. This clear, beautiful lake has another side as well. It
may seem like just a typical ghost story that you might find in any number of old towns
across the country. But in this case, the legend is true. On a fog-bound Novmber day in
1918, the Little Baroness, a ship filled with tourists, failed to return to port. A
newspaper article from back then simply says "It most likely sunk for some
reason". Despite an extensive police search, not a single fragment of the ship nor
any of the 14 bodies of passengers or crew has ever been recovered to this day. In 1939,
an even stranger incident occurred. Many corpses rest at the bottom of this lake. Their
bony hands reach up towards the boats that pass overhead. Perhaps they reach for their
| > Blood-soaked newspaper - Labirynt.
|"The bodie of a man
later identified as Thomas Orosco Lumberjack, (age 39) was discovered in the
______________om lying face down. The probable cause of death ____as multiple stab wounds
to the front of the neck and the left side of the torso by a sharp edged weapon. The
estimated time of death was between 11:00 p.m. and 12:30 midnight. Due to signs of
struggle in the room and the lack of a murder weapon, police are considering this a
homicide and have opened a murder investigation. Futhermore, gievn the fact that the cash
in the room was untouched and Mr. Orosco had a history of drunkenness and violence,
the police _____ect that the objective was not robbery ________ of crime o_____ion."
| > Please someone save me (Easy Riddle) - Labirynt.
|"He committed an evil
crime. He turned a happy home into a pile of ash. For that, he should die. They also
committed crimes. They tried to fraud and trick others. So their reward too is natural.
Even he cannot be forgiven, My friend without his hand. And so his death bothers me not.
And what of him? He also is not sinless. There is only one here who is innocent. The
missing child was nowhere to be found, And so there was no proof of his guilt. His death
was a tragedy. That is all I wish to say. It was neither justice nor retribution."
| > Laura's Letter - Lakeview Hotel.
|"My dearest Laura, I'm
leaving this letter with Rachel to give to you after I'm gone. I'm far away now. In a
quiet, beautiful place. Please forgive me for not saying goodbye before I left. Be well,
Laura. Don't be too hard on the sisters. And Laura, about James... I know you hate him
because you think he isn't nice to me, but please give him a chance. It's true he may be a
little surly sometimes, and he doesn't laugh much. But underneath he's really a sweet
person. Laura... I love you like my very own daughter. If thing had worked out
differently, I was hoping to adopt you. Happy 8th birthday, Laura. Your friend forever,
| > Crimson Ceremony Book - Lakeview Hotel.
|"I am the Crimson One.
The likes and the mist are not they but I. You all know that I am One. Yes, and the One is
I. Believers hearken to me! Twenty score men and seven thousand beasts. Heed my words and
speaketh them to all, that they shall ever be obeyed even under the light of the proud and
merciless sun. I shall bring down bitter vengeance upon thee and thou shalt suffer my
eternal wrath. The beauty of the withering flower and the last struggles of the dying man,
these are my blessings. Thou shalt ever call upon me and all that is me in the place that
is silent. Oh, proud fragrance of life which files towards the heart. Oh Cup which brims
with the whitest of wine, it is in thee that all begins."
BORN FROM A WISH
| > Inner Garden Tombstone.
|"Along with you died
joy.All that remains is despair and a future of meaningless tomorrows But I will never
give up One, to see your beautiful smile again One, to beg the blessings of the Gods.I
wait for that day.
When the boards cover all All sadness too will be covered But until my dreams return to
reality I will have to swallow all the pain."
| > Birthday Card.
|"TO MY DEAREST DADDY
FROM AMY BALDWIN"
| > Plant Encyclopedia : Acacia.
|"A genus of evergreen
trees of the mimosa tribe of the pea family. Its tiny flowers are yellow or white and grow
in clusters. Common varieties include the "gum tree".
The Acacia Tree is a potent symbol in many religions across the World. In Christianity it
represents eternal life and morality.
In ancient Egypt it represented purity and rebirth, while in ancient Babylonia it was
thought of as the tree of the Godess Ishtar and was a symbol of light.
It was also a holy tree to the Ancient Jews who built the sacred Ark of the Covenenant
from it and for whom it signified a peaceful death and release from grief."
| > Lost Memories.
|"I have the strongest
trust - you may even call it faith - in the miracle called "Ressurection of the
Upon the hill where the light descended, the Beast intoned his song. With words of blood,
drops of mist and the vessel of night, the grave became an open field.
The people wept in fear and joy at the reunion, but my faith in the salvation of
Xuchilpaba did not waver.
It is also spoken of in the ancient legends. The original worshippers did not believe that
death was the end but that it was simply the path by which the decreased returned to
nature. They also believed the
process was reversible.
(There's something imprinted towards the bottom of the page. Did Ernest
write this? What could it mean?)
| > Plate on the floor.
She was loved too much by God.
Seven years was not enough time."