Silent Hill Page #6

earth and heaven fled away.

And no home was left to them.

And then I saw them...

...from whose presence

earth and heaven fled away.

And no home was left to them.

And I saw the dead,

the great and the small...

...and they were judged

according to their deeds.

And I saw the dead,

the great and the small...

...and they were judged

according to their deeds.

And anyone's name not found

written in the book of life...

...they will be thrown

into the lake of fire.

And now I lay me down to sleep...

...I pray the Lord my soul to keep.

If I should die before I wake...

...I pray the Lord my soul to take.

Amen.

All right, girls, into bed.

Quickly, now.

No better place to be

on a rainy night.

In you go, Lindsey, thattagirl.

You've got your bear, that's a girl.

No. No talking

after lights are out.

Good night, children.

And God bless.

I'm sorry, Sister Margaret,

this really can't wait.

I can't imagine why.

Nine years ago...

...a baby was left

outside this orphanage.

My wife and I were the ones

who adopted her.

I'm very happy for you,

Mr. Da Silva...

...but I can't give out

information on our children.

Look.

That girl, she looks

exactly like my daughter.

I can't help you, I'm sorry.

- It's late.

- She must be 40 now.

Where can I find her?

This story isn't hers alone...

...but all of ours!

- You people.

You got yourself something.

You know what you got now, Chris?

How about breaking and entering?

By the looks of this,

a little assault as well.

Thank you, Thomas.

- This can't go any farther.

- It won't, Sister.

You know,

I have some 12-year-olds...

...who cover their tracks

better than you do.

What's this?

Look, Gucci, do you know her?

Is that my daughter's birth mother?

- Look, turn around.

- What are you doing?

I knew that girl. I did.

I was told she didn't make it

through the night.

The night of the fire.

The night of the big fire

in Silent Hill.

There were these people...

...these fanatics.

What they did

to that child was terrible.

That was 30 years ago,

and it's over now.

Not as far as I'm concerned.

What's it gonna be, city boy?

I can put you in jail...

...or you can go home.

And that's your definition of justice?

Many different forms

of justice, Chris.

See, you've got man's, God's...

...and even the devil's.

Certain forms you just can't control.

So I want you to go home now...

...to your nice warm bed...

...and let me deal with this town...

...and what has happened

over the last 30 years.

Okay? End of story.

Tell me first how you got here.

Honestly, I don't know

how I got here.

Right now, I've lost my little girl...

...and all I know is that

I'm supposed to be in this church.

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