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Heather really couldn't believe her luck. She'd escaped Silent Hill, a town overcrowded with demons and monsters and horrifying alternate dimensions, and ended up in pretty much the same kind of place. So far, Los Angeles seemed normal, but based on what she'd been told already, that wasn't the case. She figured it was just a matter of time before the uglier side of the city reared it's head.
In the meantime, Heather decided to get accustomed to the place, and in doing so, she ended up taking a leisurely walk around a couple of blocks near where she'd parked her car and first entered the city. It was a nice day, and she felt the need to clear her head, anyway. Stopping to light up a cigarette, she stood on the corner and took a long drag, watching as the smoke floated and curled up above her head with a dull sort of expression.