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If you were driving, you wake up to find your car wrecked even though you don't remember crashing it. If you weren't driving, you simply wake up on asphalt near a tunnel, or on the shore of a lake, its murky waters gently lapping at your legs. You're given a cell phone by a mysterious mailman who disappears without a trace. The note that came with it has no return address and has your name crudely scrawled in crayon.

The world is bathed in an endless sea of fog and the town you find nearby is mostly abandoned - save for the other lost souls like you that don't know how they got there. Don't bother trying to leave; you'll find the way out is impassable.

Surviving in an empty town you can't escape is the least of your problems, because that's only one half of this place, one side of the coin. Every so often, the penny drops: static crackles on your phone, air raid sirens scream, the entire world rots and rusts, and the monsters come.

Upset that you're here? You only have yourself to blame.

Welcome to Silent Hill, Maine. Don't you remember deciding to come here, to meet the person you miss most in your special place? Well, try not to die.