"Um I'm - I'm not sick." He wasn't. . . right?
"Thanks, Dr. Gideon. I mean - for the small talk. I think I needed that."
He lets out a comedic laugh. The situation itself was humorous to him. "You could say that."
Shivers ran down his spine as he thought of the things he's faced.
"A doctor? Uh - Nice to meet you, Dr. Gideon."
He's never heard the name before but at least it made sense on the comment before.
"James. James Sunderland."
I - It was a joke. A reference if you will.
( A small pause. )
Who are you?
He laughs, shaking his head. "No - I don't think that counts." There's a smile on his lips as well, something that felt rare nowadays.
He's now completely ignoring the tv, looking at her instead. There's a smile on his lips.
"You remind me of my wife. . . She was the same like you."
He clears his throat. "Watching comedy or something that lightens the mood is always nice. I enjoy it every once in a while."
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"I don't know. I've never seen a princess movie. Well - my wife's mentioned them before."
The smile on his lips falter slightly at the thought of Mary.
"Uh - anyways, what do you like to watch usually? Is it just stuff like this?" He gestured towards the tv.
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It was much darker here than what he could remember. The deep and thick fog was gone - replaced by nothing but eerie coldness and shadows.
James' eyes wandered as he was watchful of his surroundings. . .
This wasn't Silent Hill. It was a whole other city and he
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