There's a question that's been lurking in the back of your mind for a while, crackling and indistinct, like static on a radio. As you enter Room 312, it swells to a crescendo: why are you here? What brought you here? Why did you come to Silent Hill in the first place?

Perhaps it's time to face the awful truth.

Or we could talk about James's truth instead. It's easier to judge other people, isn't it?

Maybe we should just forget about this and go back.