Silent Hill: Carnality/ Chapter two

it had been at least two hours or more now that Severus had been walking. He had started out with a white grip on his garden hoe, but, since the incident with the mailbox, nothing had happened. as he had made his way across the bridge thought that he might have seen something several feet behind him, watching his movements from the shadows, but since then he had regained confidence and speed, and was now obstinately making his way toward the circle on the map.
the school wasn't more than a few meters ahead of him now, and as it came into view he let out the air that was stinging his heaving lungs and stood there panting, hands on his knees.

Midwitch Elementary was an impassive off grey building that extended ever upward disappearing into the clouds that hung just above the trees to the left and right. he had the fleeting thought that, for whatever reason, it was watching him.

as he traipsed forward he could scantly hear the rippling of a flag, and was suddenly caught off guard by the smell of something sticky and chemical.
he had smelled it somewhere before.

overhead the flag's motions became persistent, and a memory forced it's way forward.

"You waited here... all day?"
a ten year old Lily looked up at him, her freckled face blank with sheer disbelief.
" but it rained... weren't you cold?"

He looked down at his shoes. his laces were mis-matched.

" I... I just wanted to be the first person you saw after your first day at school..."

the flag snapped veraciously above them.

All at once the scene around him began to deteriorate to shades of red and rust. somewhere an air raid siren stared in low but then began to resonate in a frequency that made his head feel as though it were about to be torn apart on  molecular level.
shouting he tore at his hair, grasping it in large chunks and falling to his knees. he closed his eyes, trying with all his being to shut the sound out, but no matter what he did it just got louder and louder rattling the very fibers of his soul. clawing at the asphalt beneath him, Severus fell into a fetal position and passed into unconsciousness.


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When he awoke again he found that his face was pressed against a hard wooden surface where he had been resting upright.
he lifted his head, blinking as his eyes adjusted to the dim lighting, and put his fingers to his temple.
he was seated at a desk in a classroom, and all around him, scribbled in large scrawling letters on the chalk boards were messages addressed to him.

I've come across rotting bodies that are less offensive than you, old Sniv.

Anyone who ever said that they loved you was either lying to you or themselves.

Severus Snape is and always will be the biggest waste of space that the world has ever known.

In case you were unaware, you greasy good for nothing piece of human waste, everyone hates you just as much as you hate yourself.

Severus could feel the blood boiling in skin as he read each item ending with the word 'Snivellus" which was carved harshly into the wood in front of him. all at once he flew to his feet, toppling the desk over on it's side and tramped to the black board where he erased each attack in long frantic strokes leaving only traces of chalk behind on his sleeve.

there was no doubt in his mind as to whom the insults had come from, and now he was determined to find them and hex the hell out of them. it was probably their fault that he was in this place to begin with. some sort of sick prank, or one last jab in the ribs before he could pass on. yes. that must have been it.

suddenly the sound of a chair being dragged to the side made him jump and spin around on the spot. there was nothing to see in the room, but just outside of the door the reminisce of a shadow disappeared around the corner fallowed by the all too familiar sound of paws on linoleum.

"Black..."

furious, he grit his teeth and made his way into the hall and down the corridor after the beast, but when he looked he was once again alone with nothing more then the sound of his own shoes under foot.
then, up ahead, he heard a door slamming, and laughter carried it's way down the hall.

Severus, once more, picked up pace and ran until he came to a classroom door which was firmly shut, and stopped leaning against the wall and trying to catch his breath.
he would do anything for a cigarette right about now.

pausing, he could just hear the sound of two people talking from inside.

" Shhh! Shhh! he'll hear us, you nitwit!"

this was obviously the voice of James Potter.

" I'm sorry, Prongs... I.. I just get so excited!"

He now recognized Peter Pettigrew.

Snape wrapped his hands around the handle and gave it a good jiggle, but it was most certainly locked.

" You see that? he's found us. you're lucky I don't kick you out of here and let him have his way with you."

Severus kicked the door hard and everything went quiet inside of the room.

" I can hear you two! open up! I'm about to show you what hell really looks like, you sons of bitches!"

the air was not dead silent. he kicked the door one last time, and ran a hand through his hair, wiping the sweat away from his face.
maybe it was all in his head. maybe this place was just fucking with his mind.

with a soft click from behind the door suddenly creaked open. inside desks were piled face to face on top of one another and everything was covered in a thin layer of dust. to Snape's surprise the room was completely devoid of human life, the only sign of inhabitants being a small green lamp in the corner that seemed to be having trouble staying lit.

bewildered he stepped into the room and looked about. immediately he noticed a large gun sitting on a the teacher's desk beside the lamp. it was a rifle, much like the one that his father use to own. stepping lightly Severus made his way across the room and took the rifle into his hands, holding it by the stock and barrel.
to his complete and utter shock, there, carved into the wood was his father's first and last name.

Tobias Snape

Severus nearly dropped the gun to the floor, and once again looked around him, his black eyes wide.

" This- this- this can't be! this can't be real!"

his body thrashed about out of control as he looked for something- some one to blame.

" Potter! Wormtail!... POTTER!"

With out warning a large rat ran from under the desks, over his boots, and out the door to the hallway nearly causing him to drop the riffle again.

Severus wasted no time, and clambered down the hall after the rat in an almost maddened frenzy.

"Wormtail, you crock of filth! I'll down right murder you! how dare you insult-"

he suddenly came to a halt. he was standing at a dead end, and facing away from him, the rat squealing under it's monstrous paw, was a large black dog.

Severus had never had a real fear of dogs, especially not since he knew who this dog was suppose to be, however, when it brought it's head down to tear the innards out from the screaming rat he took a step back, overwhelming terror freezing him to the spot.

it wasn't until the beast began to laugh quietly at him that he began to regain his composure.

" What's the matter, Snivly?"

it turned it's head up to look at him, it's mouth blood stained and grinning.

" what would you have done if you had been the one to catch him, eh? would you have spared him? He deserved this... for what he did to her..."

the creature chuckled again, turning it's whole body, now, to face him, sitting on it's boney haunches in a painfully lazy fashion that did not suit the malice in it's deadened eyes.

" but you wouldn't have had the guts... you would have just let him get away... you are truly useless..."

the last line ended in a hissing sound as a black tar escaped from it's mouth and onto the ground forming a burning pool of decay at it's feet.

Severus, suddenly understanding, brought the rifle up to his shoulder as the dog began to hack and heave, expelling more gobs of black sizzling goo until it's very skin began to pull way from the husk of the demon's mouth giving birth to a bloody and burned remains of what might have at some point been a human being.

as it writhed sluggishly forward, trying desperately to escape it's own bonds of flesh and bone. Moaning in anguish, it expelled excessive amounts of burning black liquid into the air, and was now crawling toward him at an alarming rate.
making deadly sure not to get sprayed by the burning liquid, which had reached the bottom of his boots and was now eating it's way through the rubber, Severus lined up the shot, cocked the rifle, and shot the beast in the head.

breathless, he stumbled backward until he felt the wall behind him and closed his eyes...