Alessa tensed up a little at the idea of telling this woman where she was from. How was she going to explain to this woman that she came from a town that looked beautiful, charming, and inviting to most tourists, and vacationers; but on the other hand it was home to some of the most heinous cult rituals ever imagined? And how was she going to explain that it was because of her, that Silent Hill was now the way it was?
Alessa decided not to. "I was born and raised in this small town called Silent Hill. It's located in Maine. I don't know if you've heard about it, but it used to be a real hot tourist location back during the 50s-70s."
She started to pick at a piece of thread that'd become unraveled from the knee area of her jeans. "I guess it was a nice looking place."