User blog:Shfan135/Silent Hill:Just A Regular Town, Right? p2

PART TWO: 

"James Sunderland." Dan couldn't get the name out of his head. But he had other things to worry about.

He grabbed his handgun in his drawer.

Walked into his bedroom.

Put the gun to his head.

Shook.

Do it, he thought. Your life is pointless anyways. You're nothing but a big piece of shit. Nobody would care. His family was dead. His only friend was dead. So why shouldn't I be?

He couldn't do it.

He kept trying to tell himself- pull the trigger. Then it will all be over.

But suicide wouldn't help him in the slightest bit. He knew this. He took the gun away from his head. He ran. He didn't know why. He ran out of his apartment, and tagged down the nearest taxi. He was headed to the airport, even though he had little money to spend- he didn't buy a ticket and wasn't planning to, either. He would just run on the plane, and fly to Sheperds Glen and then boat to Silent Hill. But we all know that won't work...security is tight, especially in a big city like his. He got caught. Security hauled him aside, but then he got an idea. Take the gun out and threaten them- but don't shoot. He did this, and it was a bad idea. He spent the night in jail, with nothing to do. No one was going to bail him out..no one KNEW him.

He was screwed.

END OF PART TWO

note: I know, two posts in one day??? I am a crazy one...but I had both of these ready to post for a while, so why not?