Les ténèbres révélées de Silent Hill révélation 3D Page #2

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- What do you want from me?

- I'm paid to find people.

Someone wanted you found,

Sharon.

- That's not my name!

- You're Sharon DaSilva.

I tracked you down

after you left Portland.

You and Harry got away,

but I found you.

What my dad did there,

that was self defense.

I don't care who Harry killed.

I'm trying to help you.

Keep back! Why?

I didn't know who I was working

for then, but I do now.

They call themselves

The Order of Valtiel.

And they want you.

You're lying.

You don't understand.

They know where you are.

I told them where you are.

They're coming.

- You've got to get away.

- Don't worry, I will.

Keep away from me!

Everything your dad told you

was a lie.

He told me the truth!

Do you know why

you don't remember anything?

I was in a car crash.

My mother died.

I lost my memory.

No!

There was never any accident.

You were trapped

in a place called Silent Hill.

But your mother saved you.

She got you out.

But they want you back.

Ask your dad, he knows that...

Tell me who I am.

Please tell me.

It's gone. It's gone.

I'll help you. Come on.

You two, move back now!

Hey, miss,

you can't be back here.

Come on,

back behind the tape, please.

Come on. Everybody get back

behind the line.

Whoa, one second.

There's a wallet in his pocket.

Sir! Sir, please stand back.

Douglas Cartland.

Some Pl from out of town.

What do you got, Cable?

The boys found this jacket.

There's blood on it.

Hand it over to forensics. Let's

find out whose blood it is.

Heather Mason. Sharon DaSilva.

- This girl? Maybe this is her.

- Let's find her and ask her.

See what we got

on this Cartland.

Pull the security tapes.

- Hey.

- Vincent.

Yeah, they found

a guy dead in there.

- Did you see?

- Yeah, I...

Hey!

What's wrong?

- I can't tell you.

- It's okay. You can tell me.

No, I can't because

I've no idea...

...what's going on

in my head right now.

It's me. Leave a message.

Dad, call me

when you get this please.

Look, you're cold.

Where's your coat?

Come here.

Thanks.

What's the matter?

Do you see them?

- Who, the runner?

- No.

Never mind.

It's just another thing to prove

that I'm going crazy.

So... where's home?

A couple of blocks away.

No, I mean, before.

Where'd you come from?

Nowhere, really. I travel

a lot with my dad.

Do you think there's a difference

between dreams and reality?

What happened to the small talk?

No, "What's your favourite

band? Do you Facebook?"

F*** Facebook! Do you?

I never think about it.

Everybody thinks about it.

Not me. Look, my life's

complicated enough.

Talk to my grandfather,

it's all he ever thinks about.

It drove him crazy.

It's driving me crazy.

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