Doctor Silent Hill Novels & Stories

Disappointed everyone AGAIN, as usual- A soft knock at the door made Hollis’ light eyes fly open with startled uneasiness, and they shifted to where it was coming from just as Whitney’s voice echoed off the shallow tiled walls. A frigid gust of air rushed in overhead, making Hollis’ already alert nipples tighten around their pierced silver rings enjoyably.

His voice was different now clearer, like he was speaking directly into our ears. "Nice try, niggas. Really. But you can never outsmart the bad guy." He let out a short, dry chuckle that made the hair on my arms stand up. "But tell me..." he leaned even closer, the visor reflecting nothing but the dim light of Katherine's room. "When was the last time any of you heard from your dearest doctor, Silas?" The room went silent. Not a quiet silence, but a heavy, suffocating weight that felt like it was crushing the air out of my lungs.

A technician stood waiting near the door. “Mr. Blackwood. Ms. Vance.” Damian nodded. “Is the file ready?” “Yes.” The technician stepped aside and opened the door. Inside, a large digital display dominated the wall above a long table filled with encrypted data terminals. Silas sat in a nearby chair swinging his legs slightly, holding a small toy car in his hands. His security escort stood near the wall while one of the clinic doctors reviewed a tablet. The moment Silas saw Evelyn, his face brightened.

Chapter 24 – Guilty Third persons pov He couldn't take it anymore cursing under his breath he got up from his bed and walk towards where he left haya, he unlocked the suite and entered in, he was welcomed by the silence, suddenly a fear ran down his spine and shivered thinking of all the unwanted things which could have happened, getting rid of it, he walked towards the room and found his wife lying on the cold floor unconscious.

The three reach the manhole cover and there, SpeedBlade uses his sword to pry the cover off. "You made a foolish mistake," Silent says, walking toward me. "A brave but very foolish mistake." "You know," I say, stepping forward and staring Silent down. "For someone who called himself Silent, you should talk a lot. I mean, a lot a lot. Are you sure you have the right name?" "I'm a silent worker," Silent says before raising his arm and firing his blasters. Jumping and rolling out of the way, I run around Silent and throw my shield at him.

But the moment Nissa saw him, she dropped to her knees, clutching his leg, using hand signs to beg him to take her to the hospital. Benjamin did not understand her gestures. And Nissa, thinking he was refusing, threw herself into a frenzy. She knelt, bowed, and cried out in agony. Blood and tears soaked the floor, even spreading to the tips of his shoes. Just then, her phone buzzed. She froze. Her dazed eyes shifted toward it. She reached out with a trembling hand, unlocked the screen, and opened the most recent message: "Ms. Sullivan, your sister has passed. Please come handle the arrangements."

I turned my hand slightly, so everyone could see it clearly. “My hand is perfectly fine, sister. That slight cut was nothing.” All thanks to the medicines from the Silver Forest, I healed at a record speed. And gods, it badly disappointed Scarlett. It was subtle, just a tightening of her lips, a flicker of darkness in her eyes, but it was enough to add another reason to the growing list of doubts I was trying so hard not to name aloud. Before she could say anything, Dorian spoke up, his voice calm but curious.

Neither wanted to judge Raquel unfairly, yet neither could ignore the uneasy feeling that refused to leave their hearts. Neither of them noticed the figure that had quietly stopped outside the clinic. Sylas stood just beyond the doorway. He had approached so silently that neither the doctor nor the healer realized he was there. Hidden from view, he remained perfectly still while their conversation carried on. With every word he heard, the warmth gradually disappeared from his face. His jaw slowly tightened. His eyes grew colder. Finally, the healer let out a long breath.

"You heard a ghost, Bianca. Nothing more." "I know what I heard!" I walked right up to Dante, stopping just a foot away. I was half his size, but I didn't care. "You spoke. You called me 'little genius.' You're playing a game, Dante. The 'Silent Don' is a lie. It’s a gimmick to keep your enemies afraid because they can’t read you." Dante didn't flinch. He reached out, his large hand wrapping around my waist. Before I could scream, he pulled me flush against him.

slow, deliberate and sharp thuds echoing in the room. "Do you want a reminder?" Silvio asked, a cruel smirk tugging at the corner of his lips "Because I believe you remember what comes with a reminder." Dr. Saint instantly dropped to his knees, hands raised in a pleading gesture "Please... forgive me Don, i have done a terrible thing" Silvio's gaze remained locked on him "What terrible thing have you done?" Saint dared a glance at him, then lowered his eyes "I..I forged a fake DNA test" he admitted, voice breaking.