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			<title>Leave the hospital room</title>
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			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You walk over to the door cautiously.  With hesitance you place your clammy hand on the cold, rusty doorknob.  Slowly you push open the hospital door and it gives easily.  You st…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You walk over to the door cautiously.  With hesitance you place your clammy hand on the cold, rusty doorknob.  Slowly you push open the hospital door and it gives easily.  You step into a dark, empty hallway.  The walls are riddled with holes and ripped wallpaper.  Overturned chairs and dead plants decorate the abandoned hospital as you look around seeing no sign of the figure that unlocked your hospital door.  A thick layer of fog prevents you from seeing much outside any of the hospital's many windows.  ''&amp;quot;What happened?&amp;quot;'' you thought as you rubbed your head.  All you cared about was Elizabeth.  You needed to check on your girlfriend.  Or was she?  You weren't sure what was going on, but you figured your questions would be answered once you found her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Leave the hospital]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Search the hospital]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Wed, 16 Mar 2011 06:36:16 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Leave_the_hospital_room</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Read the clipboard</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Read_the_clipboard</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You walk over to the clipboard at the foot of the bed you woke up in.  You notice your name scrawled across the top of the paper in red ink.  As you examine the clipboard you note that it appears to be a log with an entry for every day.  You are taken aback by the sheer amount of entries.  Unless someone was playing some cruel prank, you had been in the hospital for over fifty days.  A shiver shoots up your spine and a searing pain digs into your skull.  After gripping your head you begin reading through the entries.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 1 - Patient is in a comatose state.  We are restraining him in case he wakes up.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 2 - Patient is still in a coma.  Remind the janitor to lock the door when he is finished.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 3 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 4 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 5 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 6 - Hasn't been able to keep food down.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 7 - Any food we have given him through the feeding tube has been vomited back up.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 8 - Still working on keeping food down.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 9 - Patient showed signs of waking up.  Screamed &amp;quot;Elizabeth&amp;quot; and fell back into a coma.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 10 - Patient is able to keep food down again.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 11 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 12 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 13 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 14 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 15 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 16 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 17 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 18 - Reminder: Switch pillowcases twice a day due to the patient's excessive drooling.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 19 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 20 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 21 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 22 - Patient is acquiring bed sores.  Remind nurses to flip him every few days.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 23 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 24 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 25 - One of the nurses noted that the patient's eyes are moving underneath his eyelids.  Possible REM-type phenomenon.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 26 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 27 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 28 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 29 - Patient has opened his eyes, but shows no sign of responding to anything.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 30 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 31 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 32 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 33 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 34 - Patient bit through the feeding tube.  Wire his mouth open after the next one is inserted.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 35 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 36 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 37 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 38 - Patient has drawn his own blood by digging his fingernails into his thumb.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 39 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 40 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 41 - Patient tipped the bed over.  Shows signs of waking up soon.  Anchoring the bed to the floor may be required.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 42 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 43 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 44 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 45 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 46 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 47 - Patient is once again unable to keep down food.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 48 - Please refrain from using the bathroom sinks to dispose of the vomit.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 49 - No signs of improvement.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 50 - It has been determined that the patient should not recover. Do everything in your power to prevent that from happening.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 51 - Electro shock therapy scheduled for tomorrow.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 52 - ...''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Was this what you had gone through?  You don't know what to say as you sit down with the clipboard in hand.  You are startled when you hear the door unlock loudly.  You jump and your eyes remain fixed on the door.  You can see a dark figure move away from the door through the tiny window in the door, but can't determine any more then that.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Examine the window]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Leave the hospital room]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Wed, 16 Mar 2011 06:23:41 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Read_the_clipboard</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Examine the window</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Examine_the_window</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You quickly pull back the curtains, unsure what to expect. To your dismay you are greeted with the bleak, gray blanket of fog keeping you from seeing anything beyond the glass. F…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You quickly pull back the curtains, unsure what to expect. To your dismay you are greeted with the bleak, gray blanket of fog keeping you from seeing anything beyond the glass. From what you can tell it is probably early morning, but the thick coat of fog keeps you from telling exactly what time of day it is. You close the curtains and turn away. Perhaps you should leave the hospital room now.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Leave the hospital room]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Tue, 15 Mar 2011 07:12:05 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Examine_the_window</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Read the clipboard</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Read_the_clipboard</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You walk over to the clipboard at the foot of the bed you woke up in.  You notice your name scrawled across the top of the paper in red ink.  As you examine the clipboard you note that it appears to be a log with an entry for every day.  You are taken aback by the sheer amount of entries.  Unless someone was playing some cruel prank, you had been in the hospital for over fifty days.  A shiver shoots up your spine and a searing pain digs into your skull.  After gripping your head you begin reading through the entries.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 1 - Patient is in a comatose state.  We are restraining him in case he wakes up.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 2 - Patient is still in a coma.  Remind the janitor to lock the door when he is finished.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 3 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 4 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 5 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 6 - Hasn't been able to keep food down.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 7 - Any food we have given him through the feeding tube has been vomited back up.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 8 - Still working on keeping food down.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 9 - Patient showed signs of waking up.  Screamed &amp;quot;Elizabeth&amp;quot; and fell back into a coma.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 10 - Patient is able to keep food down again.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 11 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 12 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 13 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 14 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 15 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 16 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 17 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 18 - Reminder: Switch pillowcases twice a day due to the patient's excessive drooling.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 19 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 20 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 21 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 22 - Patient is acquiring bed sores.  Remind nurses to flip him every few days.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 23 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 24 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 25 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 26 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 27 - Patient is unable to keep food down again.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 28 - Like the first time, he vomits anything we pump into his stomach.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 29 - Patient has opened his eyes, but shows no sign of responding to anything.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 30 - Like before, the patient yelled &amp;quot;Elizabeth&amp;quot; and fell back into a coma.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 31 - Patient can keep down food again.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 32 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 33 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 34 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 35 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 36 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 37 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 38 - Patient has drawn his own blood by digging his fingernails into his thumb.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 39 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 40 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 41 - Patient tipped the bed over.  Shows signs of waking up soon.  Anchoring the bed to the floor may be required.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 42 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 43 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 44 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 45 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 46 - No notable changes.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 47 - Patient is once again unable to keep down food.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 48 - Please refrain from using the bathroom sinks to dispose of the vomit.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 49 - No signs of improvement.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 50 - It has been determined that the patient should not recover. Do everything in your power to prevent that from happening.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 51 - Electro shock therapy scheduled for tomorrow.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 52 - ...''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Was this what you had gone through?  You don't know what to say as you sit down with the clipboard in hand.  You are startled when you hear the door unlock loudly.  You jump and your eyes remain fixed on the door.  You can see a dark figure move away from the door through the tiny window in the door, but can't determine any more then that.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Examine the window]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Leave the hospital room]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Tue, 15 Mar 2011 07:10:19 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Read_the_clipboard</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Read the clipboard</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Read_the_clipboard</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You walk over to the clipboard at the foot of the bed you woke up in.  You notice your name scrawled across the top of the paper in red ink.  As you examine the clipboard you note that it appears to be a log with an entry for every day.  You are taken aback by the sheer amount of entries.  Unless someone was playing some cruel prank, you had been in the hospital for over fifty days.  A shiver shoots up your spine and a searing pain digs into your skull.  After gripping your head you begin reading through the entries.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 1 - Patient is in a comatose state.  We are restraining him in case he wakes up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 2 - Patient is still in a coma.  Remind the janitor to lock the door when he is finished.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 3 - No notable changes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 4 - No notable changes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 5 - No notable changes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 6 - Hasn't been able to keep food down.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 7 - Any food we have given him through the feeding tube has been vomited back up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 8 - Still working on keeping food down.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 9 - Patient showed signs of waking up.  Screamed &amp;quot;Elizabeth&amp;quot; and fell back into a coma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 10 - Patient is able to keep food down again.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 11 - No notable changes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 12 - No notable changes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 13 - No notable changes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 14 - No notable changes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 15 - No notable changes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 16 - No notable changes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 17 - No notable changes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 18 - Reminder: Switch pillowcases twice a day due to the patient's excessive drooling.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 19 - No notable changes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 20 - No notable changes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 21 - No notable changes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 22 - Patient is acquiring bed sores.  Remind nurses to flip him every few days.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 23 - No notable changes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 24 - No notable changes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 25 - No notable changes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 26 - No notable changes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 27 - Patient is unable to keep food down again.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 28 - Like the first time, he vomits anything we pump into his stomach.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 29 - Patient has opened his eyes, but shows no sign of responding to anything.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 30 - Like before, the patient yelled &amp;quot;Elizabeth&amp;quot; and fell back into a coma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 31 - Patient can keep down food again.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 32 - No notable changes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 33 - No notable changes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 34 - No notable changes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 35 - No notable changes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 36 - No notable changes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 37 - No notable changes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 38 - Patient has drawn his own blood by digging his fingernails into his thumb.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 39 - No notable changes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 40 - No notable changes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 41 - Patient tipped the bed over.  Shows signs of waking up soon.  Anchoring the bed to the floor may be required.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 42 - No notable changes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 43 - No notable changes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 44 - No notable changes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 45 - No notable changes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 46 - No notable changes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 47 - Patient is once again unable to keep down food.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 48 - Please refrain from using the bathroom sinks to dispose of the vomit.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 49 - No signs of improvement.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 50 - It has been determined that the patient should not recover. Do everything in your power to prevent that from happening.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 51 - Electro shock therapy scheduled for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Day 52 - ...''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Was this what you had gone through?  You don't know what to say as you sit down with the clipboard in hand.  You are startled when you hear the door unlock loudly.  You jump and your eyes remain fixed on the door.  You can see a dark figure move away from the door through the tiny window in the door, but can't determine any more then that.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Examine the window]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Leave the hospital room]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Tue, 15 Mar 2011 07:05:15 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Read_the_clipboard</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Read the clipboard</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Read_the_clipboard</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You walk over to the clipboard at the foot of the bed you woke up in.  You notice your name scrawled across the top of the paper in red ink.  As you examine the clipboard you not…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You walk over to the clipboard at the foot of the bed you woke up in.  You notice your name scrawled across the top of the paper in red ink.  As you examine the clipboard you note that it appears to be a log with an entry for every day.  You are taken aback by the sheer amount of entries.  Unless someone was playing some cruel prank, you had been in the hospital for over fifty days.  A shiver shoots up your spine and a searing pain digs into your skull.  After gripping your head you begin reading through the entries.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Day 1 - Patient is in a comatose state.  We are restraining him in case he wakes up.&lt;br /&gt;
Day 2 - Patient is still in a coma.  Remind the janitor to lock the door when he is finished.&lt;br /&gt;
Day 3 - No notable changes&lt;br /&gt;
Day 4 - No notable changes&lt;br /&gt;
Day 5 - No notable changes&lt;br /&gt;
Day 6 - Hasn't been able to keep food down&lt;br /&gt;
Day 7 - Any food we have given him through the feeding tube has been vomited back up.&lt;br /&gt;
Day 8 - Still working on keeping food down.&lt;br /&gt;
Day 9 - Patient showed signs of waking up.  Screamed &amp;quot;Elizabeth&amp;quot; and fell back into a coma.&lt;br /&gt;
Day 10 - Patient is able to keep food down again.&lt;br /&gt;
Day 11 - No notable changes&lt;br /&gt;
Day 12 - No notable changes&lt;br /&gt;
Day 13 - No notable changes&lt;br /&gt;
Day 14 - No notable changes&lt;br /&gt;
Day 15 - No notable changes&lt;br /&gt;
Day 16 - No notable changes&lt;br /&gt;
Day 17 - No notable changes&lt;br /&gt;
Day 18 - Reminder: Switch pillowcases twice a day due to the patient's excessive drooling.&lt;br /&gt;
Day 19 - No notable changes&lt;br /&gt;
Day 20 - No notable changes&lt;br /&gt;
Day 21 - No notable changes&lt;br /&gt;
Day 22 - Patient is acquiring bed sores.  Remind nurses to flip him every few days.&lt;br /&gt;
Day 23 - No notable changes&lt;br /&gt;
Day 24 - No notable changes&lt;br /&gt;
Day 25 - No notable changes&lt;br /&gt;
Day 26 - No notable changes&lt;br /&gt;
Day 27 - Patient is unable to keep food down again.&lt;br /&gt;
Day 28 - Like the first time, he vomits anything we pump into his stomach&lt;br /&gt;
Day 29 - Patient has opened his eyes, but shows no sign of responding to anything.&lt;br /&gt;
Day 30 - Like before, the patient yelled &amp;quot;Elizabeth&amp;quot; and fell back into a coma.&lt;br /&gt;
Day 31 - Patient can keep down food again.&lt;br /&gt;
Day 32 - No notable changes&lt;br /&gt;
Day 33 - No notable changes&lt;br /&gt;
Day 34 - No notable changes&lt;br /&gt;
Day 35 - No notable changes&lt;br /&gt;
Day 36 - No notable changes&lt;br /&gt;
Day 37 - No notable changes&lt;br /&gt;
Day 38 - Patient has drawn his own blood by digging his fingernails into his thumb.&lt;br /&gt;
Day 39 - No notable changes&lt;br /&gt;
Day 40 - No notable changes&lt;br /&gt;
Day 41 - Patient tipped the bed over.  Shows signs of waking up soon.  Anchoring the bed to the floor may be required&lt;br /&gt;
Day 42 - No notable changes&lt;br /&gt;
Day 43 - No notable changes&lt;br /&gt;
Day 44 - No notable changes&lt;br /&gt;
Day 45 - No notable changes&lt;br /&gt;
Day 46 - No notable changes&lt;br /&gt;
Day 47 - Patient is once again unable to keep down food&lt;br /&gt;
Day 48 - Please refrain from using the bathroom sinks to dispose of the vomit.&lt;br /&gt;
Day 49 - No signs of improvement.&lt;br /&gt;
Day 50 - It has been determined that the patient should not recover. Do everything in your power to prevent that from happening.&lt;br /&gt;
Day 51 - Electro shock therapy scheduled for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;
Day 52 - ...''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Was this what you had gone through?  You don't know what to say as you sit down with the clipboard in hand.  You are startled when you hear the door unlock loudly.  You jump and your eyes remain fixed on the door.  You can see a dark figure move away from the door through the tiny window in the door, but can't determine any more then that.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Examine the window]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Leave the hospital room]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Tue, 15 Mar 2011 07:02:16 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Read_the_clipboard</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Struggle to break free</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Struggle_to_break_free</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You struggle against the leather straps holding your arms and legs in place.  You can feel the strain you were putting on the hospital bed as you used all of your strength to tug at the leather.  Eventually the strap on your right arm broke and you yanked your right arm free.  Quickly you freed the rest of your limbs and pulled the sickening tube from your stomach.  With confusion you stood up and got a better look of the room you remained in.  You notice some curtains covering what you assume to be a window.  A clipboard rests on the end table of what used to be your hospital bed.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Pull back the curtains]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Read the clipboard]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Try to leave the hospital room]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Tue, 15 Mar 2011 06:48:06 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Struggle_to_break_free</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Pull back the curtains</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Pull_back_the_curtains</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You quickly pull back the curtains, unsure what to expect.  To your dismay you are greeted with the bleak, gray blanket of fog keeping you from seeing anything beyond the glass.  From what you can tell it is probably early morning, but the thick coat of fog keeps you from telling exactly what time of day it is.  You close the curtains and turn away.  Perhaps you should do something else.  A clipboard rests on the end table of what used to be your hospital bed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Read the clipboard]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Try to leave the hospital room]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Tue, 15 Mar 2011 06:19:15 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Pull_back_the_curtains</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Try to leave the hospital room</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Try_to_leave_the_hospital_room</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Eager to escape you try to leave the room, but you find that the only door leading out was locked from the outside.  It was clear someone didn't want you to escape.  You look thr…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Eager to escape you try to leave the room, but you find that the only door leading out was locked from the outside.  It was clear someone didn't want you to escape.  You look through the tiny window placed at head height in the sturdy door.  All you see is an empty hallway devoid of life.  The hospital looks practically abandoned.  The very feel of the place sends a chill up your spine.  Standing by the door is obviously not going to help you escape, you decide to try something else.  You notice some curtains covering what you assume to be a window. A clipboard rests on the end table of what used to be your hospital bed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Pull back the curtains]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Read the clipboard]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Tue, 15 Mar 2011 06:18:10 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Try_to_leave_the_hospital_room</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Pull back the curtains</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Pull_back_the_curtains</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You quickly pull back the curtains, unsure what to expect.  To your dismay you are greeted with the bleak, gray blanket of fog keeping you from seeing anything beyond the glass.  From what you can tell it is probably early morning, but the thick coat of fog keeps you from telling exactly what time of day it is.  You close the curtains and turn away.  Perhaps you should do something else.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Read the clipboard]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Try to leave the hospital room]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Tue, 15 Mar 2011 06:09:06 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Pull_back_the_curtains</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Struggle to break free</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Struggle_to_break_free</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You struggle against the leather straps holding your arms and legs in place.  You can feel the strain you were putting on the hospital bed as you used all of your strength to tug at the leather.  Eventually the strap on your right arm broke and you yanked your right arm free.  Quickly you freed the rest of your limbs and stood up.  You notice some curtains covering what you assume to be a window.  A clipboard rests on the end table of what used to be your hospital bed.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Pull back the curtains]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Read the clipboard]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Try to leave the hospital room]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Tue, 15 Mar 2011 06:07:57 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Struggle_to_break_free</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Pull back the curtains</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Pull_back_the_curtains</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You quickly pull back the curtains, unsure what to expect.  To your dismay you are greeted with the bleak, gray blanket of fog keeping you from seeing anything beyond the glass. …'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You quickly pull back the curtains, unsure what to expect.  To your dismay you are greeted with the bleak, gray blanket of fog keeping you from seeing anything beyond the glass.  From what you can tell it is probably early morning, but the thick coat of fog keeps you from telling exactly what time of day it is.  You close the curtains and turn away.  Perhaps you should do something else.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Read the clipboard]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Leave the hospital room]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Tue, 15 Mar 2011 06:05:06 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Pull_back_the_curtains</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Struggle to break free</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Struggle_to_break_free</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You struggle against the leather straps holding your arms and legs in place.  You can feel the strain you were putting on the hospital bed as you used all of your strength to tug at the leather.  Eventually the strap on your right arm broke and you yanked your right arm free.  Quickly you freed the rest of your limbs and stood up.  You notice some curtains covering what you assume to be a window.  A clipboard rests on the end table of what used to be your hospital bed.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Pull back the curtains]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Read the clipboard]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Leave the hospital room]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Tue, 15 Mar 2011 05:59:05 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Struggle_to_break_free</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Struggle to break free</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Struggle_to_break_free</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You struggle against the leather straps holding your arms and legs in place.  You can feel the strain you were putting on the hospital bed as you used all of your strength to tug…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You struggle against the leather straps holding your arms and legs in place.  You can feel the strain you were putting on the hospital bed as you used all of your strength to tug at the leather.  Eventually the strap on your right arm broke and you yanked your right arm free.  Quickly you freed the rest of your limbs and stood up.  You notice some curtains covering what you assume to be a window.  A clipboard rests on the end table of what used to be your hospital bed.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Look out the window]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Read the clipboard]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Leave the hospital room]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Tue, 15 Mar 2011 05:58:29 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Struggle_to_break_free</comments>		</item>
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			<title>&quot;How the hell am I supposed to know that's an ordinary CD?! There's been so many unexplainable things going on that I don't know what to believe anymore!&quot;</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/%22How_the_hell_am_I_supposed_to_know_that%27s_an_ordinary_CD%3F!_There%27s_been_so_many_unexplainable_things_going_on_that_I_don%27t_know_what_to_believe_anymore!%22</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You take a stand against the woman you love.  She is obviously not right and you were not about to take advantage of her when she was in such a state.  &amp;quot;How the hell am I supposed to know that's any ordinary CD?! There's been so many unexplainable things going on that I don't know what to believe anymore!&amp;quot;  The lights flicker as the room goes silent. Elizabeth looks at you, cracking her neck as she turns it to the side.  The very next second she was upon you.  Her fingers wrapped around your neck and tightened with strength far above that of a college girl's.  You tried to fight back, but there was some otherworldly force fueling the enraged girl.  Unable to do anything against Elizabeth, you fade out of consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With a start you woke up in an unfamiliar place for once.  The room is full of medical instruments and computer screens monitoring your vital signs.  You immediately gag as you realize a feeding tube is running down your throat, but as you reach to pull it out you notice that both your arms and legs are strapped to the bed by old, leather straps.  Why did they need to restrain you?  You look towards the only door leading outside.  The numbers &amp;quot;334&amp;quot; were carved into a rusty plaque on the door.  You are left with limited options.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Struggle to break free]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 22:47:40 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:%22How_the_hell_am_I_supposed_to_know_that%27s_an_ordinary_CD%3F!_There%27s_been_so_many_unexplainable_things_going_on_that_I_don%27t_know_what_to_believe_anymore!%22</comments>		</item>
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			<title>&quot;How the fuck am I supposed to know that's any ordinary CD?! There's been so many unexplainable things going on that I don't know what to believe anymore!&quot;</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/%22How_the_fuck_am_I_supposed_to_know_that%27s_any_ordinary_CD%3F!_There%27s_been_so_many_unexplainable_things_going_on_that_I_don%27t_know_what_to_believe_anymore!%22</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You take a stand against the woman you love.  She is obviously not right and you were not about to take advantage of her when she was in such a state.  &amp;quot;How the fuck am I supposed to know that's any ordinary CD?! There's been so many unexplainable things going on that I don't know what to believe anymore!&amp;quot;  The lights flicker as the room goes silent. Elizabeth looks at you, cracking her neck as she turns it to the side.  The very next second she was upon you.  Her fingers wrapped around your neck and tightened with strength far above that of a college girl's.  You tried to fight back, but there was some otherworldly force fueling the enraged girl.  Unable to do anything against Elizabeth, you fade out of consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With a start you woke up in an unfamiliar place for once.  The room is full of medical instruments and computer screens monitoring your vital signs.  You immediately gag as you realize a feeding tube is running down your throat, but as you reach to pull it out you notice that both your arms and legs are strapped to the bed by old, leather straps.  Why did they need to restrain you?  You look towards the only door leading outside.  The numbers &amp;quot;334&amp;quot; were carved into a rusty plaque on the door.  You are left with limited options.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Attempt to break free]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 22:47:17 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:%22How_the_fuck_am_I_supposed_to_know_that%27s_any_ordinary_CD%3F!_There%27s_been_so_many_unexplainable_things_going_on_that_I_don%27t_know_what_to_believe_anymore!%22</comments>		</item>
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			<title>&quot;How the hell am I supposed to know that's an ordinary CD?! There's been so many unexplainable things going on that I don't know what to believe anymore!&quot;</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/%22How_the_hell_am_I_supposed_to_know_that%27s_an_ordinary_CD%3F!_There%27s_been_so_many_unexplainable_things_going_on_that_I_don%27t_know_what_to_believe_anymore!%22</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You take a stand against the woman you love.  She is obviously not right and you were not about to take advantage of her when she was in such a state.  &amp;quot;How the hell am I suppose…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You take a stand against the woman you love.  She is obviously not right and you were not about to take advantage of her when she was in such a state.  &amp;quot;How the hell am I supposed to know that's any ordinary CD?! There's been so many unexplainable things going on that I don't know what to believe anymore!&amp;quot;  The lights flicker as the room goes silent. Elizabeth looks at you, cracking her neck as she turns it to the side.  The very next second she was upon you.  Her fingers wrapped around your neck and tightened with strength far above that of a college girl's.  You tried to fight back, but there was some otherworldly force fueling the enraged girl.  Unable to do anything against Elizabeth, you fade out of consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With a start you woke up in an unfamiliar place for once.  The room is full of medical instruments and computer screens monitoring your vital signs.  You immediately gag as you realize a feeding tube is running down your throat, but as you reach to pull it out you notice that both your arms and legs are strapped to the bed by old, leather straps.  Why did they need to restrain you?  You look towards the only door leading outside.  The numbers &amp;quot;334&amp;quot; were carved into a rusty plaque on the door.  You are left with limited options.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Struggle to break free]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 22:46:36 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:%22How_the_hell_am_I_supposed_to_know_that%27s_an_ordinary_CD%3F!_There%27s_been_so_many_unexplainable_things_going_on_that_I_don%27t_know_what_to_believe_anymore!%22</comments>		</item>
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			<title>&quot;No, no, no, you misunderstand! I didn't mean it, I love the CD!&quot;</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/%22No,_no,_no,_you_misunderstand!_I_didn%27t_mean_it,_I_love_the_CD!%22</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;Created page with '&amp;quot;No, no, no, you misunderstand! I didn't mean it, I love the CD!&amp;quot; you say hoping to make yourself appear normal.  &amp;quot;Take it,&amp;quot; she says as she puts the CD case in your hands.  Your…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;No, no, no, you misunderstand! I didn't mean it, I love the CD!&amp;quot; you say hoping to make yourself appear normal.  &amp;quot;Take it,&amp;quot; she says as she puts the CD case in your hands.  Your fingers glide over the plastic case.  It feels like a normal CD.  Were you going crazy?  You didn't know, but you thought it best to act sane for as long as you could.  &amp;quot;Rose and I need to finish studying, why don't you go listen to it in your room?&amp;quot; said your apparent girlfriend with a laugh, &amp;quot;You can come back with my present later, alright?&amp;quot;  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You were led out the door with the CD in your hand.  The door closed behind you and you strolled back to your dorm room.  Opening the door to your room you sit on the bed.  You look at the CD player on your nightstand.  You think of listening to the CD now, but you're uneasy about what you might find.  After all, a lot of weird things have been happening.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Put the CD in the CD Player]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Toss the CD]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 22:42:52 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:%22No,_no,_no,_you_misunderstand!_I_didn%27t_mean_it,_I_love_the_CD!%22</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Refuse to sleep with her</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Refuse_to_sleep_with_her</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You take a stand against the woman you love.  She is obviously not right and you were not about to take advantage of her when she was in such a state.  &amp;quot;Elizabeth,&amp;quot; you say in a …'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You take a stand against the woman you love.  She is obviously not right and you were not about to take advantage of her when she was in such a state.  &amp;quot;Elizabeth,&amp;quot; you say in a commanding voice, &amp;quot;I am not going to have sex with you.&amp;quot;  Elizabeth stopped in her tracks as you said those words.  Her face twisted in an angry, yet happy expression.  &amp;quot;IF ONLY, IF ONLY!&amp;quot; she yelled as she jumped at you.  Her fingers wrapped around your neck and tightened with strength far above that of a college girl's.  You tried to fight back, but there was some otherworldly force fueling the enraged girl.  Unable to do anything against Elizabeth, you fade out of consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With a start you woke up in an unfamiliar place for once.  The room is full of medical instruments and computer screens monitoring your vital signs.  You immediately gag as you realize a feeding tube is running down your throat, but as you reach to pull it out you notice that both your arms and legs are strapped to the bed by old, leather straps.  Why did they need to restrain you?  You look towards the only door leading outside.  The numbers &amp;quot;334&amp;quot; were carved into a rusty plaque on the door.  You are left with limited options.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Struggle to break free]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 22:40:51 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Refuse_to_sleep_with_her</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Sleep with her</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Sleep_with_her</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;Created page with 'The charms of the woman you love are enough to overcome any fear you may have had.  You take the girl in your arms and the two of you fall on the bed.  As the two of you embrace …'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;The charms of the woman you love are enough to overcome any fear you may have had.  You take the girl in your arms and the two of you fall on the bed.  As the two of you embrace your head goes fuzzy and you feel as if you're fading out of consciousness.  The last thing you remember is Elizabeth's fingers slipping around your neck as you fade completely out of consciousness.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With a start you wake up in an unfamiliar place for once.  The room is full of medical instruments and computer screens monitoring your vital signs.  You immediately gag as you realize a feeding tube is running down your throat, but as you reach to pull it out you notice that both your arms and legs are strapped to the bed by old, leather straps.  Why did they need to restrain you?  You look towards the only door leading outside.  The numbers &amp;quot;334&amp;quot; were carved into a rusty plaque on the door.  You are left with limited options.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Struggle to break the straps]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 22:39:57 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Sleep_with_her</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Go back to Elizabeth's room to check on her</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Go_back_to_Elizabeth%27s_room_to_check_on_her</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Worried about what might be going on you decide to check on your beloved.  You quickly get up to go see what might be going on with Elizabeth.  You make it to Elizabeth's dorm ro…'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Worried about what might be going on you decide to check on your beloved.  You quickly get up to go see what might be going on with Elizabeth.  You make it to Elizabeth's dorm room in a few seconds.  Swallowing your fear you barge into Elizabeth's room.  For a brief second you see Elizabeth dead on her bed in a pool of her own blood, but the sudden vision disappears only to be replaced by Elizabeth sitting by herself on her bed.  The girl's black hair drapes over her face.  &amp;quot;Did you like it, Roy?&amp;quot; she said with a whisper and a devilish smile.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Where's Rose?&amp;quot; you say, looking around at the vacant room.  Ignoring your question Elizabeth approaches you like a banshee floating across the room.  Her unblinking eyes lock onto you like a snake watching a small, unsuspecting mouse.  &amp;quot;Take me, Roy...&amp;quot; she says, &amp;quot;Give me your anniversary present right now.&amp;quot;  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Refuse to sleep with her]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Sleep with her]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 22:38:41 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Go_back_to_Elizabeth%27s_room_to_check_on_her</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Stay and relax in your own dorm</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Stay_and_relax_in_your_own_dorm</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You decide that with all the weird things going on that the safest thing to do would be to simply stay put and stop worrying.  But it seemed as if some otherworldly force prevented such a simple solution from bringing this story to a close.  No... Your trials would not be put to such a quick end.  A knock came on the apartment door sending a chill up your spine.  Without waiting for an answer Elizabeth slowly opened the door, her black hair draping over her pale face.  &amp;quot;Did you like it, Roy?&amp;quot; she said with a whisper and a devilish smile.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Elizabeth...&amp;quot; you say with both shock and confusion.  She approaches you like a banshee floating across the room.  Her unblinking eyes lock onto you like a snake watching a small, unsuspecting mouse.  &amp;quot;Take me, Roy...&amp;quot; she says, &amp;quot;Give me your anniversary present right now.&amp;quot;  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Refuse to sleep with her]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Sleep with her]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 22:37:23 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Stay_and_relax_in_your_own_dorm</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Stay and relax in your own dorm</title>
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			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You decide that with all the weird things going on that the safest thing to do would be to simply stay put and stop worrying.  But it seemed as if some otherworldly force prevent…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You decide that with all the weird things going on that the safest thing to do would be to simply stay put and stop worrying.  But it seemed as if some otherworldly force prevented such a simple solution from bringing this story to a close.  No... Your trials would not be put to such a quick end.  A knock came on the apartment door sending a chill up your spine.  Without waiting for an answer Elizabeth slowly opened the door, her black hair draping over her pale face.  &amp;quot;Did you like it, Roy?&amp;quot; she said with a whisper and a devilish smile.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Elizabeth...&amp;quot; you say with both shock and confusion.  She approaches you like a banshee floating across the room.  Her unblinking eyes lock onto you like a snake watching a small, unsuspecting mouse.  &amp;quot;Take me, Roy...&amp;quot; she says, &amp;quot;Give me your anniversary present right now.&amp;quot;  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Refuse]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Sleep with her]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 22:36:08 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Stay_and_relax_in_your_own_dorm</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Put the CD in the CD Player</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Put_the_CD_in_the_CD_Player</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You decide to listen to the CD, half expecting something unusual to happen.  You place the disc in the player and press play.  A few seconds of silence pass before you hear the scream of someone that sounds like Elizabeth from the CD player.  Your eyes open wide.  This was certainly not the music advertised on the box.  &amp;quot;YOU'RE CRAZY!!! I DON'T LOVE YOU! GET OFF ME!!! STOP IT!!!&amp;quot; yelled the voice after the blood curdling scream.  You sit on your bed, confused.  What was this terrible screaming?  Was Elizabeth in trouble?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Go back to Elizabeth's room to check on her]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Stay and relax in your own dorm]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 22:29:19 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Put_the_CD_in_the_CD_Player</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Toss the CD</title>
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			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Not even wanting to know what's on the CD you break it in two and toss it in the trash can.  You feel as though you may have avoided more of the disturbing messages or hallucinat…'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Not even wanting to know what's on the CD you break it in two and toss it in the trash can.  You feel as though you may have avoided more of the disturbing messages or hallucinations you've been getting.  You feel as though you need rest so you lay on your bed in hopes of getting some rest.  Were you going crazy?  You begin to dose off but you are forcefully awakened with the feeling of someone choking your throat.  You gag and convulse trying to get a gasp of air, but as you open your eyes you see that there is no one there.  Instantly you can breathe again.  Confused, you look around your dorm room.  To your horror, on top of your CD player is the very disc you snapped in two and threw away.  Your option is clear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Put the CD in the CD Player]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 22:24:15 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Toss_the_CD</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Put the CD in the CD Player</title>
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			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You decide to listen to the CD, half expecting something unusual to happen.  You place the disc in the player and press play.  A few seconds of silence pass before you hear the s…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You decide to listen to the CD, half expecting something unusual to happen.  You place the disc in the player and press play.  A few seconds of silence pass before you hear the scream of someone that sounds like Elizabeth from the CD player.  Your eyes open wide.  This was certainly not the music advertised on the box.  &amp;quot;YOU'RE CRAZY!!! I DON'T LOVE YOU! GET OFF ME!!! STOP IT!!!&amp;quot; yelled the voice after the blood curdling scream.  You gasp in realization.  This was exactly what Elizabeth had yelled at you before she had attacked you the other day.  Was Elizabeth in trouble?  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Go back to Elizabeth's room to check on her]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Stay and relax in your own dorm]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 22:23:00 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Put_the_CD_in_the_CD_Player</comments>		</item>
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			<title>&quot;Oh yeah! That's my favorite band, I just thought I saw a spider in the box. Thank you!&quot;</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/%22Oh_yeah!_That%27s_my_favorite_band,_I_just_thought_I_saw_a_spider_in_the_box._Thank_you!%22</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;Created page with '&amp;quot;Oh, um, yeah! That's my favorite band, I just thought I saw a spider in the box. Thank you!&amp;quot; you say hoping to make yourself appear normal.  &amp;quot;Take it,&amp;quot; she says as she puts the …'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;Oh, um, yeah! That's my favorite band, I just thought I saw a spider in the box. Thank you!&amp;quot; you say hoping to make yourself appear normal.  &amp;quot;Take it,&amp;quot; she says as she puts the CD case in your hands.  Your fingers glide over the plastic case.  It feels like a normal CD.  Were you going crazy?  You didn't know, but you thought it best to act sane for as long as you could.  &amp;quot;Rose and I need to finish studying, why don't you go listen to it in your room?&amp;quot; said your apparent girlfriend with a laugh, &amp;quot;You can come back with my present later, alright?&amp;quot;  &lt;br /&gt;
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You were led out the door with the CD in your hand.  The door closed behind you and you strolled back to your dorm room.  Opening the door to your room you sit on the bed.  You look at the CD player on your nightstand.  You think of listening to the CD now, but you're uneasy about what you might find.  After all, a lot of weird things have been happening.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Put the CD in the CD Player]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Toss the CD]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 22:21:54 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:%22Oh_yeah!_That%27s_my_favorite_band,_I_just_thought_I_saw_a_spider_in_the_box._Thank_you!%22</comments>		</item>
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			<title>&quot;What the fuck is going on here?!?! Explain all this weird bullshit that's going on right now!!!&quot;</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/%22What_the_fuck_is_going_on_here%3F!%3F!_Explain_all_this_weird_bullshit_that%27s_going_on_right_now!!!%22</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;What the fuck is going on here?!?! Explain all this weird bullshit that's going on right now!!!&amp;quot; you exclaim pointing in horror at the bed where the pool of blood rested.  &amp;quot;What are you talking about Roy?&amp;quot; said Elizabeth as she approached you.  Rose paid no attention to the events that were unfolding as she remained frozen in front of the computer screen, her back facing the two of you.  It was almost unreal how still the other girl was, and then it hit you.  Rose wasn't moving at all.  She wasn't typing nor was she moving the mouse.  A quick glance out the window revealed that not even the trees swayed in the wind.  It was almost as if the entire world had stopped except for you and Elizabeth.  &amp;quot;Don't you like your CD?&amp;quot; she said with a devilish smile creeping across her face.  Her hair hung down over her eyes making Elizabeth look utterly terrifying in your eyes for the first time ever.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you say:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[&amp;quot;No, no, no, you misunderstand!  I didn't mean it, I love the CD!&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[&amp;quot;How the hell am I supposed to know that's an ordinary CD?!  There's been so many unexplainable things going on that I don't know what to believe anymore!&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 22:20:06 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:%22What_the_fuck_is_going_on_here%3F!%3F!_Explain_all_this_weird_bullshit_that%27s_going_on_right_now!!!%22</comments>		</item>
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			<title>&quot;What the fuck is going on here?!?! Explain all this weird bullshit that's going on right now!!!&quot;</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/%22What_the_fuck_is_going_on_here%3F!%3F!_Explain_all_this_weird_bullshit_that%27s_going_on_right_now!!!%22</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;What the fuck is going on here?!?! Explain all this weird bullshit that's going on right now!!!&amp;quot; you exclaim pointing in horror at the bed where the pool of blood rested.  &amp;quot;What are you talking about Roy?&amp;quot; said Elizabeth as she approached you.  Rose paid no attention to the events that were unfolding as she remained frozen in front of the computer screen, her back facing the two of you.  It was almost unreal how still the other girl was, and then it hit you.  Rose wasn't moving at all.  She wasn't typing nor was she moving the mouse.  A quick glance out the window revealed that not even the trees swayed in the wind.  It was almost as if the entire world had stopped except for you and Elizabeth.  &amp;quot;Don't you like your CD?&amp;quot; she said with a devilish smile creeping across her face.  Her hair hung down over her eyes making Elizabeth look utterly terrifying in your eyes for the first time ever.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you say:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[&amp;quot;No, no, no, you misunderstand!  I didn't mean it, I love the CD!&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[&amp;quot;How the hell am I supposed to know that's any ordinary CD?!  There's been so many unexplainable things going on that I don't know what to believe anymore!&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 22:19:49 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:%22What_the_fuck_is_going_on_here%3F!%3F!_Explain_all_this_weird_bullshit_that%27s_going_on_right_now!!!%22</comments>		</item>
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			<title>&quot;What the fuck is going on here?!?! Explain all this weird bullshit that's going on right now!!!&quot;</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/%22What_the_fuck_is_going_on_here%3F!%3F!_Explain_all_this_weird_bullshit_that%27s_going_on_right_now!!!%22</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;Created page with '&amp;quot;What the fuck is going on here?!?! Explain all this weird bullshit that's going on right now!!!&amp;quot; you exclaim pointing in horror at the bed where the pool of blood rested.  &amp;quot;What…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;What the fuck is going on here?!?! Explain all this weird bullshit that's going on right now!!!&amp;quot; you exclaim pointing in horror at the bed where the pool of blood rested.  &amp;quot;What are you talking about Roy?&amp;quot; said Elizabeth as she approached you.  Rose paid no attention to the events that were unfolding as she remained frozen in front of the computer screen, her back facing the two of you.  It was almost unreal how still the other girl was, and then it hit you.  Rose wasn't moving at all.  She wasn't typing nor was she moving the mouse.  A quick glance out the window revealed that not even the trees swayed in the wind.  It was almost as if the entire world had stopped except for you and Elizabeth.  &amp;quot;Don't you like your CD?&amp;quot; she said with a devilish smile creeping across her face.  Her hair hung down over her eyes making Elizabeth look utterly terrifying in your eyes for the first time ever.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you say:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[&amp;quot;No, no, you misunderstand!  I didn't mean it, I love the CD!&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[&amp;quot;How the fuck am I supposed to know that's any ordinary CD?!  There's been so many unexplainable things going on that I don't know what to believe anymore!&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 22:19:08 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:%22What_the_fuck_is_going_on_here%3F!%3F!_Explain_all_this_weird_bullshit_that%27s_going_on_right_now!!!%22</comments>		</item>
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			<title>&quot;How the fuck am I supposed to know that's any ordinary CD?! There's been so many unexplainable things going on that I don't know what to believe anymore!&quot;</title>
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			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You take a stand against the woman you love.  She is obviously not right and you were not about to take advantage of her when she was in such a state.  &amp;quot;How the fuck am I suppose…'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;You take a stand against the woman you love.  She is obviously not right and you were not about to take advantage of her when she was in such a state.  &amp;quot;How the fuck am I supposed to know that's any ordinary CD?! There's been so many unexplainable things going on that I don't know what to believe anymore!&amp;quot;  The lights flicker as the room goes silent. Elizabeth looks at you, cracking her neck as she turns it to the side.  The very next second she was upon you.  Her fingers wrapped around your neck and tightened with strength far above that of a college girl's.  You tried to fight back, but there was some otherworldly force fueling the enraged girl.  Unable to do anything against Elizabeth, you fade out of consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With a start you woke up in an unfamiliar place for once.  The room is full of medical instruments and computer screens monitoring your vital signs.  You immediately gag as you realize a feeding tube is running down your throat, but as you reach to pull it out you notice that both your arms and legs are strapped to the bed by old, leather straps.  Why did they need to restrain you?  You look towards the only door leading outside.  The numbers &amp;quot;334&amp;quot; were carved into a rusty plaque on the door.  You are left with limited options.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Attempt to break free]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 22:17:44 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:%22How_the_fuck_am_I_supposed_to_know_that%27s_any_ordinary_CD%3F!_There%27s_been_so_many_unexplainable_things_going_on_that_I_don%27t_know_what_to_believe_anymore!%22</comments>		</item>
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			<title>&quot;No, no, you misunderstand! I didn't mean it, I love the CD!&quot;</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/%22No,_no,_you_misunderstand!_I_didn%27t_mean_it,_I_love_the_CD!%22</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;Created page with '&amp;quot;No, no, you misunderstand! I didn't mean it, I love the CD!&amp;quot; you say hoping to make yourself appear normal.  &amp;quot;Take it,&amp;quot; she says as she puts the CD case in your hands.  Your fin…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;No, no, you misunderstand! I didn't mean it, I love the CD!&amp;quot; you say hoping to make yourself appear normal.  &amp;quot;Take it,&amp;quot; she says as she puts the CD case in your hands.  Your fingers glide over the plastic case.  It feels like a normal CD.  Were you going crazy?  You didn't know, but you thought it best to act sane for as long as you could.  &amp;quot;Rose and I need to finish studying, why don't you go listen to it in your room?&amp;quot; said your apparent girlfriend with a laugh, &amp;quot;You can come back with my present later, alright?&amp;quot;  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You were led out the door with the CD in your hand.  The door closed behind you and you strolled back to your dorm room.  Opening the door to your room you sit on the bed.  You look at the CD player on your nightstand.  You think of listening to the CD now, but you're uneasy about what you might find.  After all, a lot of weird things have been happening.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Play the CD in the CD Player]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Toss the CD in the trash]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 22:15:03 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:%22No,_no,_you_misunderstand!_I_didn%27t_mean_it,_I_love_the_CD!%22</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Go check on room</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Go_check_on_room</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You speed walk down the hallway to Elizabeth's dorm room.  There was no guarantee she was even here, but it was somewhere to start, wasn't it?  Unable to wait you push open the d…'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;You speed walk down the hallway to Elizabeth's dorm room.  There was no guarantee she was even here, but it was somewhere to start, wasn't it?  Unable to wait you push open the door and step inside with wide eyes.  What you see inside both surprises you and confuses you further.  You see Elizabeth lying on her bed as if nothing had happened, but what truly disturbed you was that she didn't seem to notice the huge puddle of blood that had seeped into her sheets underneath where she lay.  In the corner of the room at Elizabeth's computer sat a woman with red hair.  You couldn't identify her as she sat with her back facing the door.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Noticing you, Elizabeth put down the book she was reading.  &amp;quot;Oh hi Roy!&amp;quot; she said in a cheerful tone, &amp;quot;I wasn't expecting you!  This is Rose, she works with me at the library.&amp;quot;  The girl turned and faced you, &amp;quot;Hello Roy, I don't believe we've met!  Rose had said so much about you!&amp;quot; said Rose with a smile.  Neither of the girls seemed to care that Elizabeth was lying in a pool of blood.  Rose turns back to her computer, obviously busy with some school project.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Oh!  I almost forgot!&amp;quot; exclaimed Elizabeth rolling over to reach something on the side of her bed, &amp;quot;I know it's a little late, but happy one month anniversary!&amp;quot;  Elizabeth rolled back over on her bed with a nicely wrapped present in her hands.  &amp;quot;Open it!&amp;quot; she urged you.  You didn't know what was going on, but without a word you open the gift.  Your heart jumps as you lift the top off the box and see a pulsating heart bleeding as it beats.  You drop the box and back into the wall behind you in fright.  &amp;quot;What's wrong?&amp;quot; says Elizabeth reaching into the box and pulling out a rock CD, &amp;quot;It took me forever to find this.  You like this band don't you?&amp;quot;  No sign of the heart remains in the box as Elizabeth approaches you with the gift.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you say:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[&amp;quot;What the fuck is going on here?!?!  Explain all this weird bullshit that's going on right now!!!&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[&amp;quot;Oh yeah!  That's my favorite band, I just thought I saw a spider in the box.  Thank you!&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 22:13:13 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Go_check_on_room</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Open up your laptop</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Open_up_your_laptop</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You back away from the bloody mess on your bed and to your computer.  Opening the laptop you see a new e-mail.  Instead of a normal e-mail address the sender was only identified as &amp;quot;3 8 5 18 25 12   13 1 19 15 14&amp;quot;  You open the e-mail read the message inside.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''&amp;quot;YOu caN't SaVE heR...&amp;quot;'' &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Below the font is a picture of a sign, unfamiliar to you.  It was taken outside of a white building with a flat roof and it read &amp;quot;Brookhaven Hospital.&amp;quot;  You don't know what it means but you close the e-mail.  As soon as the e-mail closes you receive another from the same sender.  Curious, you open it to see what it contains.  You find another picture with text underneath it.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''&amp;quot;tHEy haVE yOU...&amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The second sentence confused you just as much as the first one.  Above the text was a picture of what looked like a door number on an apartment building or hotel.  The door number read &amp;quot;334&amp;quot; on an old, rusty looking plaque.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You didn't know what it meant but you felt you needed to go look for Elizabeth.  Something was different with Elizabeth.  It seemed she wasn't right in the head.  She had attacked you with an insane look in her eyes.  She needed help, that much was obvious and you were determined to help her in any way that you could, but first, you needed to find her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Go check on room #215]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 22:11:49 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Open_up_your_laptop</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Open up your laptop</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Open_up_your_laptop</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You back away from the bloody mess on your bed and to your computer.  Opening the laptop you see a new e-mail.  Instead of a normal e-mail address the sender was only identified …'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You back away from the bloody mess on your bed and to your computer.  Opening the laptop you see a new e-mail.  Instead of a normal e-mail address the sender was only identified as &amp;quot;3 8 5 18 25 12   13 1 19 15 14&amp;quot;  You open the e-mail read the message inside.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''&amp;quot;YOu caN't SaVE heR...&amp;quot;'' &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Below the font is a picture of a sign, unfamiliar to you.  It was taken outside of a white building with a flat roof and it read &amp;quot;Brookhaven Hospital.&amp;quot;  You don't know what it means but you close the e-mail.  As soon as the e-mail closes you receive another from the same sender.  Curious, you open it to see what it contains.  You find another picture with text underneath it.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''&amp;quot;tHEy haVE yOU...&amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The second sentence confused you just as much as the first one.  Above the text was a picture of what looked like a door number on an apartment building or hotel.  The door number read &amp;quot;334&amp;quot; on an old, rusty looking plaque.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You didn't know what it meant but you felt you needed to go look for Elizabeth.  Something was different with Elizabeth.  It seemed she wasn't right in the head.  She had attacked you with an insane look in her eyes.  She needed help, that much was obvious and you were determined to help her in any way that you could, but first, you needed to find her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 22:11:26 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Open_up_your_laptop</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Resist</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Resist</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You take a stand against the woman you love.  She is obviously not right and you were not about to take advantage of her when she was in such a state.  &amp;quot;Elizabeth,&amp;quot; you say in a commanding voice, &amp;quot;I am not going to have sex with you.&amp;quot;  Elizabeth stopped in her tracks as you said those words.  Her face twisted in an angry, yet happy expression.  &amp;quot;IF ONLY, IF ONLY!&amp;quot; she yelled as she jumped at you.  Her fingers wrapped around your neck and tightened with strength far above that of a college girl's.  You tried to fight back, but there was some otherworldly force fueling the enraged girl.  Unable to do anything against Elizabeth, you fade out of consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With a start you woke up in an unfamiliar place for once.  The room is full of medical instruments and computer screens monitoring your vital signs.  You immediately gag as you realize a feeding tube is running down your throat, but as you reach to pull it out you notice that both your arms and legs are strapped to the bed by old, leather straps.  Why did they need to restrain you?  You look towards the only door leading outside.  The numbers &amp;quot;334&amp;quot; were carved into a rusty plaque on the door.  You are left with limited options.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Attempt to break free]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 22:06:15 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Resist</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Resist</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Resist</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You take a stand against the woman you love.  She is obviously not right and you were not about to take advantage of her when she was in such a state.  &amp;quot;Elizabeth,&amp;quot; you say in a …'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You take a stand against the woman you love.  She is obviously not right and you were not about to take advantage of her when she was in such a state.  &amp;quot;Elizabeth,&amp;quot; you say in a commanding voice, &amp;quot;I am not going to have sex with you.&amp;quot;  Elizabeth stopped in her tracks as you said those words.  Her face twisted in an angry, yet happy expression.  &amp;quot;IF ONLY, IF ONLY!&amp;quot; she yelled as she jumped at you.  Her fingers wrapped around your neck and tightened with strength far above that of a college girl's.  You tried to fight back, but there was some otherworldly force fueling the enraged girl.  Unable to do anything against Elizabeth, you fade out of consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With a start you woke up in an unfamiliar place for once.  The room is full of medical instruments and computer screens monitoring your vital signs.  You immediately gag as you realize a feeding tube is running down your throat, but as you reach to pull it out you notice that both your arms and legs are strapped to the bed by old, leather straps.  Why did they need to restrain you?  You look towards the only door leading outside.  The numbers &amp;quot;334&amp;quot; were carved into a rusty plaque on the door.  You are left with limited options.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Try to break free]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 22:05:38 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Resist</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Sleep with Elizabeth</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Sleep_with_Elizabeth</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;Created page with 'The charms of the woman you love are enough to overcome any fear you may have had.  You take the girl in your arms and the two of you fall on the bed.  As the two of you embrace …'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;The charms of the woman you love are enough to overcome any fear you may have had.  You take the girl in your arms and the two of you fall on the bed.  As the two of you embrace your head goes fuzzy and you feel as if you're fading out of consciousness.  The last thing you remember is Elizabeth's fingers slipping around your neck as you fade completely out of consciousness.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With a start you wake up in an unfamiliar place for once.  The room is full of medical instruments and computer screens monitoring your vital signs.  You immediately gag as you realize a feeding tube is running down your throat, but as you reach to pull it out you notice that both your arms and legs are strapped to the bed by old, leather straps.  Why did they need to restrain you?  You look towards the only door leading outside.  The numbers &amp;quot;334&amp;quot; were carved into a rusty plaque on the door.  You are left with limited options.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Struggle to break free]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 21:57:15 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Sleep_with_Elizabeth</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Turn on your laptop and look for anything new</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Turn_on_your_laptop_and_look_for_anything_new</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You back away from the bloody mess on your bed and to your computer.  Opening the laptop you see a new e-mail.  Instead of a normal e-mail address the sender was only identified as &amp;quot;3 8 5 18 25 12   13 1 19 15 14&amp;quot;  You open the e-mail read the message inside.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''&amp;quot;YOu caN't SaVE heR...&amp;quot;'' &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Below the font is a picture of a sign, unfamiliar to you.  It was taken outside of a white building with a flat roof and it read &amp;quot;Brookhaven Hospital.&amp;quot;  You don't know what it means but you close the e-mail.  As soon as the e-mail closes you receive another from the same sender.  Curious, you open it to see what it contains.  You find another picture with text underneath it.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''&amp;quot;tHEy haVE yOU...&amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The second sentence confused you just as much as the first one.  Above the text was a picture of what looked like a door number on an apartment building or hotel.  The door number read &amp;quot;334&amp;quot; on an old, rusty looking plaque.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You didn't know what it meant but you felt you needed to go look for Elizabeth.  Something was different with Elizabeth.  It seemed she wasn't right in the head.  She had attacked you with an insane look in her eyes.  She needed help, that much was obvious and you were determined to help her in any way that you could, but first, you needed to find her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Go check Elizabeth's dorm room]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 21:50:43 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Turn_on_your_laptop_and_look_for_anything_new</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Go back to Elizabeth's dorm to check on her</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Go_back_to_Elizabeth%27s_dorm_to_check_on_her</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Worried about what might be going on you decide to check on your beloved.  You quickly get up to go see what might be going on with Elizabeth.  You make it to Elizabeth's dorm ro…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Worried about what might be going on you decide to check on your beloved.  You quickly get up to go see what might be going on with Elizabeth.  You make it to Elizabeth's dorm room in a few seconds.  Swallowing your fear you barge into Elizabeth's room.  For a brief second you see Elizabeth dead on her bed in a pool of her own blood, but the sudden vision disappears only to be replaced by Elizabeth sitting by herself on her bed.  The girl's black hair drapes over her face.  &amp;quot;Did you like it, Roy?&amp;quot; she said with a whisper and a devilish smile.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Where's Rose?&amp;quot; you say, looking around at the vacant room.  Ignoring your question Elizabeth approaches you like a banshee floating across the room.  Her unblinking eyes lock onto you like a snake watching a small, unsuspecting mouse.  &amp;quot;Take me, Roy...&amp;quot; she says, &amp;quot;Give me your anniversary present right now.&amp;quot;  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Resist]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Sleep with Elizabeth]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 21:39:40 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Go_back_to_Elizabeth%27s_dorm_to_check_on_her</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Stay and relax in your own room</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Stay_and_relax_in_your_own_room</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You decide that with all the weird things going on that the safest thing to do would be to simply stay put and stop worrying.  But it seemed as if some otherworldly force prevent…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You decide that with all the weird things going on that the safest thing to do would be to simply stay put and stop worrying.  But it seemed as if some otherworldly force prevented such a simple solution from bringing this story to a close.  No... Your trials would not be put to such a quick end.  A knock came on the apartment door sending a chill up your spine.  Without waiting for an answer Elizabeth slowly opened the door, her black hair draping over her pale face.  &amp;quot;Did you like it, Roy?&amp;quot; she said with a whisper and a devilish smile.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Elizabeth...&amp;quot; you say with both shock and confusion.  She approaches you like a banshee floating across the room.  Her unblinking eyes lock onto you like a snake watching a small, unsuspecting mouse.  &amp;quot;Take me, Roy...&amp;quot; she says, &amp;quot;Give me your anniversary present right now.&amp;quot;  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Resist]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Sleep with Elizabeth]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 21:32:33 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Stay_and_relax_in_your_own_room</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Play the CD in the CD Player</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Play_the_CD_in_the_CD_Player</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You decide to listen to the CD, half expecting something unusual to happen.  You place the disc in the player and press play.  A few seconds of silence pass before you hear the s…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You decide to listen to the CD, half expecting something unusual to happen.  You place the disc in the player and press play.  A few seconds of silence pass before you hear the scream of someone that sounds like Elizabeth from the CD player.  Your eyes open wide.  This was certainly not the music advertised on the box.  &amp;quot;YOU'RE CRAZY!!! I DON'T LOVE YOU! GET OFF ME!!! STOP IT!!!&amp;quot; yelled the voice after the blood curdling scream.  You gasp in realization.  This was exactly what Elizabeth had yelled at you before she had attacked you the other day.  Was Elizabeth in trouble?  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Go back to Elizabeth's dorm to check on her]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Stay and relax in your own room]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Tue, 21 Dec 2010 13:03:33 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Play_the_CD_in_the_CD_Player</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Toss the CD in the trash</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Toss_the_CD_in_the_trash</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Not even wanting to know what's on the CD you break it in two and toss it in the trash can.  You feel as though you may have avoided more of the disturbing messages or hallucinations you've been getting.  You feel as though you need rest so you lay on your bed in hopes of getting some rest.  Were you going crazy?  You begin to dose off but you are forcefully awakened with the feeling of someone choking your throat.  You gag and convulse trying to get a gasp of air, but as you open your eyes you see that there is no one there.  Instantly you can breathe again.  Confused, you look around your dorm room.  To your horror, on top of your CD player is the very disc you snapped in two and threw away.  Your option is clear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Play the CD in the CD Player]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Tue, 21 Dec 2010 12:44:05 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Toss_the_CD_in_the_trash</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Toss the CD in the trash</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Toss_the_CD_in_the_trash</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Not even wanting to know what's on the CD you break it in two and toss it in the trash can.  You feel as though you may have avoided more of the disturbing messages or hallucinat…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Not even wanting to know what's on the CD you break it in two and toss it in the trash can.  You feel as though you may have avoided more of the disturbing messages or hallucinations you've been getting.  You feel as though you need rest so you lay on your bed in hopes of getting some rest.  Were you going crazy?  You begin to dose off but you are forcefully awakened with the feeling of someone choking your throat.  You gag and convulse trying to get a gasp of air, but as you open your eyes you see that there is no one there.  Instantly you can breathe again.  Confused, you look around your dorm room.  To your horror, on top of your CD player is the very disc you snapped in two and threw away.  Your option is clear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Tue, 21 Dec 2010 12:42:42 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Toss_the_CD_in_the_trash</comments>		</item>
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			<title>&quot;Oh, um, yeah! That's my favorite band, I just thought I saw a spider in the box. Thank you!&quot;</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/%22Oh,_um,_yeah!_That%27s_my_favorite_band,_I_just_thought_I_saw_a_spider_in_the_box._Thank_you!%22</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;Created page with '&amp;quot;Oh, um, yeah! That's my favorite band, I just thought I saw a spider in the box. Thank you!&amp;quot; you say hoping to make yourself appear normal.  &amp;quot;Take it,&amp;quot; she says as she puts the …'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;Oh, um, yeah! That's my favorite band, I just thought I saw a spider in the box. Thank you!&amp;quot; you say hoping to make yourself appear normal.  &amp;quot;Take it,&amp;quot; she says as she puts the CD case in your hands.  Your fingers glide over the plastic case.  It feels like a normal CD.  Were you going crazy?  You didn't know, but you thought it best to act sane for as long as you could.  &amp;quot;Rose and I need to finish studying, why don't you go listen to it in your room?&amp;quot; said your apparent girlfriend with a laugh, &amp;quot;You can come back with my present later, alright?&amp;quot;  &lt;br /&gt;
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You were led out the door with the CD in your hand.  The door closed behind you and you strolled back to your dorm room.  Opening the door to your room you sit on the bed.  You look at the CD player on your nightstand.  You think of listening to the CD now, but you're uneasy about what you might find.  After all, a lot of weird things have been happening.&lt;br /&gt;
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Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Play the CD in the CD Player]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Toss the CD in the trash]]&lt;br /&gt;
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			<pubDate>Sun, 12 Dec 2010 20:17:17 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:%22Oh,_um,_yeah!_That%27s_my_favorite_band,_I_just_thought_I_saw_a_spider_in_the_box._Thank_you!%22</comments>		</item>
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			<title>&quot;What the fuck is going on here?!?! Explain all this weird shit that's going on right now!!!&quot;</title>
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			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;Created page with '&amp;quot;What the fuck is going on here?!?! Explain all this weird shit that's going on right now!!!&amp;quot; you exclaim pointing in horror at the bed where the pool of blood rested.  &amp;quot;What are…'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;What the fuck is going on here?!?! Explain all this weird shit that's going on right now!!!&amp;quot; you exclaim pointing in horror at the bed where the pool of blood rested.  &amp;quot;What are you talking about Roy?&amp;quot; said Elizabeth as she approached you.  Rose paid no attention to the events that were unfolding as she remained frozen in front of the computer screen, her back facing the two of you.  It was almost unreal how still the other girl was, and then it hit you.  Rose wasn't moving at all.  She wasn't typing nor was she moving the mouse.  A quick glance out the window revealed that not even the trees swayed in the wind.  It was almost as if the entire world had stopped except for you and Elizabeth.  &amp;quot;Don't you like your CD?&amp;quot; she said with a devilish smile creeping across her face.  Her hair hung down over her eyes making Elizabeth look utterly terrifying in your eyes for the first time ever.&lt;br /&gt;
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Do you say:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[&amp;quot;No, no, you misunderstand!  I didn't mean it, I love the CD!&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[&amp;quot;How the fuck am I supposed to know that's any ordinary CD?!  There's been so many unexplainable things going on that I don't know what to believe anymore!&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 12 Dec 2010 19:01:03 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:%22What_the_fuck_is_going_on_here%3F!%3F!_Explain_all_this_weird_shit_that%27s_going_on_right_now!!!%22</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Go check Elizabeth's dorm room</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Go_check_Elizabeth%27s_dorm_room</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;You speed walk down the hallway to Elizabeth's dorm room.  There was no guarantee she was even here, but it was somewhere to start, wasn't it?  Unable to wait you push open the door and step inside with wide eyes.  What you see inside both surprises you and confuses you further.  You see Elizabeth lying on her bed as if nothing had happened, but what truly disturbed you was that she didn't seem to notice the huge puddle of blood that had seeped into her sheets underneath where she lay.  In the corner of the room at Elizabeth's computer sat a woman with red hair.  You couldn't identify her as she sat with her back facing the door.  &lt;br /&gt;
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Noticing you, Elizabeth put down the book she was reading.  &amp;quot;Oh hi Roy!&amp;quot; she said in a cheerful tone, &amp;quot;I wasn't expecting you!  This is Rose, she works with me at the library.&amp;quot;  The girl turned and faced you, &amp;quot;Hello Roy, I don't believe we've met!  Rose had said so much about you!&amp;quot; said Rose with a smile.  Neither of the girls seemed to care that Elizabeth was lying in a pool of blood.  Rose turns back to her computer, obviously busy with some school project.  &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh!  I almost forgot!&amp;quot; exclaimed Elizabeth rolling over to reach something on the side of her bed, &amp;quot;I know it's a little late, but happy one month anniversary!&amp;quot;  Elizabeth rolled back over on her bed with a nicely wrapped present in her hands.  &amp;quot;Open it!&amp;quot; she urged you.  You didn't know what was going on, but without a word you open the gift.  Your heart jumps as you lift the top off the box and see a pulsating heart bleeding as it beats.  You drop the box and back into the wall behind you in fright.  &amp;quot;What's wrong?&amp;quot; says Elizabeth reaching into the box and pulling out a rock CD, &amp;quot;It took me forever to find this.  You like this band don't you?&amp;quot;  No sign of the heart remains in the box as Elizabeth approaches you with the gift.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you say:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[&amp;quot;What the fuck is going on here?!?!  Explain all this weird shit that's going on right now!!!&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[&amp;quot;Oh, um, yeah!  That's my favorite band, I just thought I saw a spider in the box.  Thank you!&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 12 Dec 2010 10:26:51 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Go_check_Elizabeth%27s_dorm_room</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Go check Elizabeth's dorm room</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Go_check_Elizabeth%27s_dorm_room</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;You speed walk down the hallway to Elizabeth's dorm room.  There was no guarantee she was even here, but it was somewhere to start, wasn't it?  Unable to wait you push open the door and step inside with wide eyes.  What you see inside both surprises you and confuses you further.  You see Elizabeth lying on her bed as if nothing had happened, but what truly disturbed you was that she didn't seem to notice the huge puddle of blood that had seeped into her sheets underneath where she lay.  In the corner of the room at Elizabeth's computer sat a woman with red hair.  You couldn't identify her as she sat with her back facing the door.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Noticing you, Elizabeth put down the book she was reading.  &amp;quot;Oh hi Roy!&amp;quot; she said in a cheerful tone, &amp;quot;I wasn't expecting you!  This is Rose, she works with me at the library.&amp;quot;  The girl turned and faced you, &amp;quot;Hello Roy, I don't believe we've met!  Rose had said so much about you!&amp;quot; said Rose with a smile.  Neither of the girls seemed to care that Elizabeth was lying in a pool of blood.  Rose turns back to her computer, obviously busy with some school project.  &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh!  I almost forgot!&amp;quot; exclaimed Elizabeth rolling over to reach something on the side of her bed, &amp;quot;I know it's a little late, but happy one month anniversary!&amp;quot;  Elizabeth rolled back over on her bed with a nicely wrapped present in her hands.  &amp;quot;Open it!&amp;quot; she urged you.  You didn't know what was going on, but without a word you open the gift.  Your heart jumps as you lift the top off the box and see a pulsating heart bleeding as it beats.  You drop the box and back into the wall behind you in fright.  &amp;quot;What's wrong?&amp;quot; says Elizabeth reaching into the box and pulling out a rock CD, &amp;quot;It took me forever to find this.  You like this band don't you?&amp;quot;  No sign of the heart remains in the box as Elizabeth approaches you with the gift.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you say:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[&amp;quot;What the fuck is going on here?!?!  Explain all this weird shit that's going on right now!!!&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[&amp;quot;Oh, um, yeah!  That's my favorite band, I just thought I saw a spider in the box.  Thank you!]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 12 Dec 2010 10:26:07 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Go_check_Elizabeth%27s_dorm_room</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Go check Elizabeth's dorm room</title>
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&lt;div&gt;You speed walk down the hallway to Elizabeth's dorm room.  There was no guarantee she was even here, but it was somewhere to start, wasn't it?  Unable to wait you push open the door and step inside with wide eyes.  What you see inside both surprises you and confuses you further.&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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			<title>Turn on your laptop and look for anything new</title>
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&lt;div&gt;You back away from the bloody mess on your bed and to your computer.  Opening the laptop you see a new e-mail.  Instead of a normal e-mail address the sender was only identified as &amp;quot;385RYL M1SON&amp;quot;  You open the e-mail read the message inside.&lt;br /&gt;
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''&amp;quot;YOu caN't SaVE heR...&amp;quot;'' &lt;br /&gt;
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Below the font is a picture of a sign, unfamiliar to you.  It was taken outside of a white building with a flat roof and it read &amp;quot;Brookhaven Hospital.&amp;quot;  You don't know what it means but you close the e-mail.  As soon as the e-mail closes you receive another from the same sender.  Curious, you open it to see what it contains.  You find another picture with text underneath it.  &lt;br /&gt;
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''&amp;quot;tHEy haVE yOU...&amp;quot;''&lt;br /&gt;
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The second sentence confused you just as much as the first one.  Above the text was a picture of what looked like a door number on an apartment building or hotel.  The door number read &amp;quot;334&amp;quot; on an old, rusty looking plaque.  &lt;br /&gt;
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You didn't know what it meant but you felt you needed to go look for Elizabeth.  Something was different with Elizabeth.  It seemed she wasn't right in the head.  She had attacked you with an insane look in her eyes.  She needed help, that much was obvious and you were determined to help her in any way that you could, but first, you needed to find her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Go check Elizabeth's dorm room]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 28 Nov 2010 01:11:46 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Deaththekid</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Turn_on_your_laptop_and_look_for_anything_new</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Turn on your laptop and look for anything new</title>
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			<description>&lt;p&gt;Deaththekid:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;You back away from the bloody mess on your bed and to your computer.  Opening the laptop you see a new e-mail.  Instead of a normal e-mail address the sender was only identified as &amp;quot;385RYL M1SON&amp;quot;  You open the e-mail read the message inside.&lt;br /&gt;
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''&amp;quot;YOu caN't SaVE heR...&amp;quot;'' &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Below the font is a picture of a sign, unfamiliar to you.  It was taken outside of a white building with a flat roof and it read &amp;quot;Brookhaven Hospital.&amp;quot;  You don't know what it means but you close the e-mail.  As soon as the e-mail closes you receive another from the same sender.  Curious, you open it to see what it contains.  You find another picture with text underneath it.  &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;tHEy haVE yOU...&amp;quot; read the new e-mail.  Above the text was a picture of what looked like a door number on an apartment building or hotel.  The door number read &amp;quot;334&amp;quot; on an old, rusty looking plaque.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You didn't know what it meant but you felt you needed to go look for Elizabeth.  Something was different with Elizabeth.  It seemed she wasn't right in the head.  She had attacked you with an insane look in her eyes.  She needed help, that much was obvious and you were determined to help her in any way that you could, but first, you needed to find her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Go check Elizabeth's dorm room]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Silent Hill: Distorted Fantasies]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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