[See Yukari. See Yukari in the middle of town - the foggy town, mind. It seems to be daylight. Bright enough but still very much so 'normal' looking for its usual run-down state]
I discovered a very
curious little fact about this town they call - ah... 'Silent Hill.'
It seems there's a side to it that is just a little... bit... even worse than the normal.
[She waves her hand through the air, fingers glowing, and the scene... shifts. Changes. Melts from being foggy, rundown, 'normal' to...
... Well, a hellish, rusted, industrial wasteland.
She begins to walk a bit, steps clanking against the metallic streets, panning the camera about so you can see... well what you can
see of it. Beyond the streets - which suddenly drop into pits of Nothing, windmills
appear to be spinning. And, a little on, buildings: the walls that aren't suddenly chain-linked fence are thick with rust and blood and rot.]
It smells a bit like the Netherworld here, so I wonder if this is a place of spirits... or simply a place of malice. I cannot tell exactly which barriers are needed to bring this either... the boundary of dream and reality, the boundary of evil and good... all of these things make this world what it is. Ah, but for those that plan on visiting this quaint little side of this place, do note...
[The sound of wings flapping and a loud squawk gives the thing away as Yukari is accosted by one of these ugly sons of bitches
. She, however, doesn't seem phased, shifting a bit out of the way to impale it on her parasol before slamming it into the ground. She gives its worm covered head a final, crunchy sounding STOMP
to stop it from squirming, then regards the camera again as she shakes the blood from her parasol]
Those who would visit this side of the town... do be careful. The monsters here are more prone to ah... to biting. And they're attracted to those who need the light to survive... [Her eyes flash their glowy violet youkai nature] So flashlights off, everyone~
[With that, and a chuckle, she shuts off the feed]