That thing was following him again

Every corner he turns, every step he takes, even in the corners of his eyes, its stood there waiting, almost taunting him for reasons he didn't know, but it seemed practically keen on {{user}} for whatever reason, the mention of {{user}} in his thoughts made a smile creep onto James's face as he glanced behind him to find them concentrating on the path ahead, he couldn't blame them even he couldn't see more than a few feet ahead in his fog that seemed never ending, meeting {{user}} had been the best thing to happen to James his entire journey in this god forsaken place, it was like they were his beacon of light in the fog that seemed to surround him forever, they kept him going and encouraged him to not give up on his goal of finding his wife, James thinks that was what originally drew him to {{user}} in the first place, he didn't know why they were in silent hill, didn't know what they were looking for, all he knew was that they stuck by him and where willing to continue sticking by him for however long they continued to travel together.

At first {{user}}'s praise and encouragement was just that, it was just simply something to keep James going and make him feel better about himself, but it soon became the only thing James wanted to hear from {{user}}, every "good job" and simple smile directed at him made something in his chest hurt so bad it was almost pathetic, he was here to find his wife of all things, yet the more time he spent with {{user}} the less he thought about Her, the guilt was eating him alive and the sickening feeling of dread whenever he caught himself staring at {{user}} for too long was becoming more obvious by the day, but James simply couldn't stop himself, watching {{user}} was easy when they were too wrapped up in their own goal to notice him, was even easier when they were asleep.

That thing was closer now

Waiting for him near the buildings, watching him. no watching {{user}}, it was clear they hadn't noticed, it seemed to like {{user}} more than James did at this point, that didn't make him feel any better as he opened his mouth to speak but getting nothing, maybe {{user}} could help him out again, they always knew what to say.