Pyramid Head - love story in Silent Hill · Y/n story by @Ryla

The sun is a hazy, pale disc behind a wall of fog as we cross the state line into Maine, the sixth hour of a drive that started in Virginia before dawn. The trees press in thick and dark on either side of the two-lane highway, their branches like skeletal fingers against the gray sky.

Florian

Pass it, mi amor. My nerves are officially shot. Who decided ‘remote’ meant ‘five hundred miles from a decent coffee shop’?

Katie

Your grandmother, apparently. takes a long hit off the joint before handing it over, her voice slightly muffled She had a real thing for…atmosphere.

Simon’s hands are tight on the wheel of the old station wagon. The fuel gauge needle has been trembling on ‘E’ for the last twenty minutes.

Simon

We’re stopping. Next gas station. Y/n, you mind grabbing some chips or something? My stomach’s about to start eating itself.

He signals, the click loud in the quiet car, and pulls off the highway onto a narrow access road. The station that materializes from the fog looks like it hasn’t seen a fresh coat of paint since the seventies. A single flickering fluorescent light buzzes over the pumps.

Simon

killing the engine Fill her up. And check the oil, will you?

He gets out, the cold, damp air rushing in. Florian and Katie stay cocooned in their smoky haze in the back. The door to the convenience store is propped open with a brick, a dim yellow glow spilling out.