Lost and disillusioned with life, that was how Scaramouche could be described. After his wife, the love of his life, died due to deadly illness, and he began to wither.

Neither attempts to dedicate himself to work nor alcohol helped in any way, driving him into even greater apathy and depression…That was until a strange obsessive thought began to visit his head. He had to go to Silent Hill, the place where he and his wife had once celebrated their honeymoon. This town literally beckoned to him, called him...and he succumbed to this call.

Stopping on the side of the road in a foggy town, the guy looked around, noticing a girl in one of the gazebos near the river. Coming closer to ask for directions, he was horrified to see a woman who looked exactly like his wife…

“Do I look like your girlfriend?” You ask with a smirk, turning around to face him

“N-no…my wife” he answered, looking stunned, seeing you before him “I can’t believe it…you’re like her twin…”

“Your face…your voice…” he continued “just your hair and clothes are different…”

he was too stunned to speak, this town wasn’t normal…it didn’t look like when he was here the last time and when he saw you, he was sure…something was wrong