Silent Hill Suppliment - MrGone's Character Sheets

Robert shook awake.
When had he fallen asleep? He wasn't
sure. The last thing he remembered clearly was
leaving his apartment. After that, it was all . . .
a blur. He was on his way to Silent Hill, then . .
. nothing. Didn't really matter, though, he was
where he wanted to be.
Robert looked ahead, out of his windshield.
It was foggy, like there had just been a change
in weather. He could see far enough, though, to
see that the road his car sat upon ran directly
ahead of him into a small tunnel which was
currently blocked by a sliding fence. On this
fence was the message "Welcome" written in
block letters on individual tiles. The "l,"
though, had fallen off and was sitting on the
ground, making the greeting "we come."
He climbed out of his car. He walked up to
the fence and looked inside. It was completely
dark. Nothing could be seen at all. The poor
light filtering through the fog didn't seem to
reach into the tunnel at all.
"Hello?" he called into the tunnel. His
voice echoed back to him, but it was distorted
somehow, rougher, jagged. Weird, he thought.
He looked around, where he was. He was
only a few yards away from a small parking
strip. Robert walked over to the parking strip,
and then he saw it. A small staircase descended
away from the strip, leading between to section
of a cinder-block wall. He couldn't see much
farther than that, but it was something.
As he took his first few steps down the
staircase, he took in the sight of the lake, spread
out below him, although he could only see it
barely. His path soon led down toward the lake,
down the side of a hill. He began to walk it.
As he descended, the fog grew thicker,
Introduction
thicker than any fog he had ever seen anywhere.
It eventually got the to the point where he was
surrounded by a gray curtain that cut off his
vision within a few strides in any direction.
The trees on either side were the only things he
could see now, except for a small bit of the dirt
path which ran ahead of him.
He rounded a bend in the path, and some
noise sounded, something like a scraping or a
grinding. The weird part was, he couldn't even
tell where the sound had come from or how far
away it had been. What was going on?
"Hello? Is anyone there?" Robert called
out.
His only response was the wind, which
sounded like a barely-audible groan as it blew
through the tree branches. Robert disregarded it
and continued walking down the path.
His steps eventually brought him to a
wooden fence with a metal gate. He couldn't
see ahead of the gate, but he hopped over it.
After taking a few steps, he banged his shin on
something hard, and a curse shot from his
mouth. Once the pain subsided, he knelt down,
taking a look at what he had run into. It was a
gravestone, and he was able to make the
outlines of a few others nearby. He was in a
cemetery.
That was when he realized something was
weird about this tombstone. "r we in hevn?"
it said, chiseled in perfectly square letters,
though it had a child's spelling.
Robert stood up on the grave, looking at
the tombstone, puzzling over the message.
What could it mean?
Robert shook his head and walked into the
fog, leaving the odd grave behind him.