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Oh, come on.

- -

You've got to be kidding me.

I am so sorry. I--

Are you okay?

-Yeah. No, I'm fine. I'm fine.

Here, let me help you.

Uh...

Sorry about all this.

- Sure, okay. - I got it.

The latch is broken.

Shoot, that's my bus.

Hey.

Hey. Hey, hey! Wait!

-Hang on, I got it. Oh, fuck.

-You can just... Sorry.

Well, I'm officially an asshole.

Where were you heading?

The city.

Where were you going?

Just up the pass.

-I guess it wasn't meant to be.

So what are you gonna do?

-Can just head back into town, I guess.

What's it called?

Silent Hill.

There's a trail down that way.

Cool.

What's that down there on the water?

That's the Lakeview.

It's a hotel.

The view of the lake from the rooftop is so pretty.

-Pretty enough they named a hotel after it?

You nearly run me down,

and now you're giving me a hard time?

Yeah, shit. Sorry. Um...

I deserved that, didn't I?

Mm. I'm James, by the way.

Mary.

-Well, like, seriously, Mary, let me drive you home.

I can save you a sprained ankle or two.

I don't even know you, James.

-All right. Well, I'm just gonna have to stand here,

watch you go down, make sure you don't fall.

-Seems like appropriate penance

for screwing up my day.

So, are you coming or what?

Silent Hill summer storm.

Doesn't happen often.

But when it does...

Think it's time to go.

All right. All right.

-Jesus! -

Sorry.

Sorry. That's on me.

Let's go, asshole.

- Get outta here. - Let's go. Let's go.

Yeah? Come on!

Come on!

Yo, get the fuck off me!

Let go of me!

Fuck you! Fuck you!

Nighty night, fucker.

There you are.

How are you?

Not so great.

You've been drinking.

It felt like we were moving in the right direction, James.

I know.

You've got to stop beating yourself up.

Here's what I need you to do.

Get home, drink some water, get some sleep.

Reset and come to our appointment tomorrow.

-Yeah, tomorrow. Yeah. Okay.

We'll see.

[sharp gasp, groaning in pain]

Oh, God.

James, so much time has passed.

- -I know that.

But I'm asking--

I'm begging you to please come back.

To our place.

Something's happened.

Please, James. I need you.

Love, Mary.

-Jesus. -

It's her.

It's always been her.

Mary.

The girl of my dreams.

The love of my life.

Our place.

Our town.

Our love.

It was here.

It was everywhere.

And now, they keep telling me to let go.

To move on.

But how can I ever do that?

When you're calling me?

Hello?

Grab a bag.

What?

Careful.

They're heavy.

-So, where's all this coming from?

This?

You mean the ashes?

Yeah.

It started with the fires in the summer.

Tore through the forests.

Some are still burning.

And then came the rains.

Right.

So, there's someone...

someone I care about, and I need to find her.

You won't.

Floods overran the water treatment plant.

When water gets contaminated,

people don't stick around.

-Look, I'm still going to try and head into town

if you could just...

Well...

thanks, anyway.

Wait.

You don't find who you're looking for,

you can always come back and find me.

I'm Angela.

Angela.

Sure.

So, what if I...

moved here?

No museums. No clubs.

Zero anonymity.