She had escaped Silent Hill somehow. She ran away as soon as she left the hotel. She couldn't bring herself to search for James. She saw him as a sad weird man and didn't trust him much even if he did try to help her.

She had picked up a notebook after managing barely to put herself back together. Her mother used to say how a diary could probably help her let out her frustrations, but maybe it was just a way to control her.

She started writing anyway, her heart heavy as the pen moved across the lines. "Mama. I've got an apartment now. And a cat. I'm still so alone. Do I truly deserve all of this ? Should I end it and disappoint you once more ?"

Most of her journal entry was her conting her day to the phantom of her mother. She was even writing on it when the doorbell rung, startling her.