"The name comes from the legend of the people whose land was stolen from them.
They called this place "The Place of the Silent Spirits." By "Spirits," they meant not only their dead relatives, but also
the spirits that they believed inhabited the trees, rocks and water around them.
According to 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 hopelessly 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."
Born From a Wish
In the sub-scenario Born From a Wish Maria can read a memo titled "Lost Memories" in the Baldwin Mansion study. The memo reads:
"I have the strongest trust - you may
even call it faith - in the miracle
called "Resurrection[sic] of the Dead".
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 become 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 worshipers
did not believe that death was the
end but that it was simply the path
by which the deceased returned to
nature. They also believed the
process was reversible."
There is also a note written by Ernest Baldwin at the end of the memo that reads:
"Blood=Red
Mist=White
Night=Black"
Crimson Ceremony Book
"Speak.
I am the Crimson One.
The lies 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, they 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
flies towards the heart. Oh Cup
which brims with the whitest of
wine, it is in thee that all begins.
Mary's Letter
In my restless dreams, I see that town. Silent Hill. You promised me you’d take me there again someday. But you never did. Well, I’m alone there now… In our “special place” Waiting for you…
Waiting for you to come to see me. But you never do. And so I wait, wrapped in my cocoon of pain and loneliness. I know I’ve done a terrible thing to you. Something you’ll never forgive me for. I wish I could change that, but I can’t. I feel so pathetic and ugly laying here, waiting for you… Every day I stare up at the cracks in the ceiling and all I can think about is how unfair it all is… The doctor came today. He told me I could go home for a short stay. It’s not that I’m getting better. It’s just that this may be my last chance… I think you know what I mean… Even so, I’m glad to be coming home. I’ve missed you terribly. But I’m afraid James. I’m afraid you don’t really want me to come home. Whenever you come see me, I can tell how hard it is on you… I don’t know if you hate me or pity me… Or maybe I just disgust you… I’m sorry about that. When I first learned that I was going to die, I just didn’t want to accept it. I was so angry all the time and I struck out at everyone I loved most. Especially you, James. That’s why I understand if you do hate me. But I want you to know this, James. I’ll always love you. Even though our life together had to end like this, I still wouldn’t trade it for the world. We had some wonderful years together. Well this letter has gone on too long so I’ll say goodbye. I told the nurse to give this to you after I’m gone. That means that as you read this, I’m already dead. I can’t tell you to remember me, but I can’t bear for you to forget me. These last few years since I became ill…I’m so sorry for what I did to you, did to us… You’ve given me so much and I haven’t been able to return a single thing. That’s why I want you to live for yourself now. Do what’s best for you, James. James… You made me happy.
Memo next to corpse #1
I'm going to write everything that I've learned so far. Maybe that will help you out somehow. If you're reading this, it probably means I'm already dead.
Memo next to corpse #2
I saw those demons. They were there, I'm certain. But my friend says he didn't see anything. If that's true, does that mean that what I saw was an illusion? But whether that demon that ate human beings was real, or whether it was just some kind of hallucination that my mind dreamed up... one thing I know for sure is that I'm beyond all hope.
Memo next to corpse #3
It seems that they're attracted to light. That's why people who need light to see are their natural prey. They also react strongly to sound. If you want to go on living, you'd be better off just sitting in the dark and staying quiet. But even that probably won't save you.
Memo next to corpse #4
If you're going to try to fight them, the most important thing is to relax. It's dangerous to fire a gun while you're all crazy with fear. Take good aim, and then squeeze the trigger. And don't forget to finish them off. I think most of those creatures can be killed, even if they are tougher than people.
Memo next to corpse #5
Run away.
Memo next to corpse #6
Run away! Run away! Run away! Run away! Run away! Run away! Run away! Run away! Run away!
Bar Neely's
I'll wait at "BAR Neely's"
Newspaper from shop window
There was a HOLE here. It's gone now. This could possibly be a reference to Silent hill 4, which game's events were happening during SH2. Holes would often open up to Walter's Otherworlds.
"Lost Memories"
The name comes from the legend of the people whose land was stolen from them. They called this place "The Place of the Silent Spirits." By "Spirits," they meant not only their dead relatives, but also the spirits that they believed inhabited the trees, rocks and water around them. According to 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 hopelessly lost in the veils of times. All we know is that there was another name, and that for some reason the town was once abandoned by its residents.
"The key is in the park."
Or perhaps you are a fool. The truth usually betrays people. A part of that abyss is in the old society. The key to the society is in the park. At the foot of the praying woman, inside of the ground, inside of a box. To open it, I need a wrench. My patient buried it there. I knew, but I did nothing. It made me uneasy to have such a thing near. I wasn't looking for the truth, I was looking for tranquility. I also saw that thing. I fled, but the museum was sealed as well. Now no one dares to approach that place. If you still do not wish to stop, James, I pray to the Lord to have mercy on your eternal soul.
Words written on the wall
If you really want to see Mary, you should just die. But you might be heading to a different place than Mary, James.
"The door that wakes in darkness"
The door that wakes in darkness,
opening into nightmares
Article about murder incident
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 statement, Sullivan used 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."
Sightseeing brochure
Welcome to Silent Hill! Silent Hill, a quiet little lakeside resort town. We're happy to have you. Take some time out of your busy schedules and enjoy a nice restful vacation here. Row after row of quaint old houses, a gorgeous mountain landscape, and a lake which shows different sides of its beauty with the passing of the day, from sunrise to late afternoons to sunset. Silent Hill will move you and fill you with a feeling of deep peace. I hope your time here will be pleasant and your memories will last forever.
Patient record
[Jack Davis]
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.
[Joseph Barkin]
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.
[Joshua Lewis]
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
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.
Whiteboard graffiti
The pin number this month is "T". Last month it was "X" and before that it was "Z." But what are they going to do next month? That's all they can express with 4 numbers. Anyway does the door to the Patient Wing really need to have its combination changed this often?
Imprint on carbon paper
i know it i know the number of the box #### it cant help him anymore the button key doesn't 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
Note: # = number
Imprint on carbon paper
i know it the secret i'll give them something to deal with this demon shelter is of no use any more he is my instrument he must follow my orders yes, the box will be useless now i must not forget it #### that's good he is the lowest now i too will be free and he will serve me i am a genius no one can stop me one can stop me no one can stop me can stop can stop no no
Note: # = number
Diary from roof
May 9
Rain. Stared out the window all day. Peaceful here - nothing to do. Still not allowed to go outside.
May 10
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.
May 11
Rain again. The meds made me feel sick today. If I'm only better when I'm drugged, then who am I anyway?
May 12
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 too hard....
May 13
It's clear outside. The doctors told me I've been released - that I've got to go home. I --------------
Joseph
If Joseph looks calm, he can be taken out of his cell.
"Tern tern tern the numbers"
Tern tern tern the numbers
better not forget them
So I'll right them down here
The other one, my secret name
"Louise"
Louise
I'll take care of you four ever.
It's my destiny!
"The basement's basement."
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"
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 sin and sinner alike she saves me she is an angel.
"I took the director's key"
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."
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 wrench.
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