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Potage MirageThe next day was a weekend day. He didn’t have any lectures and he was sure Hannibal wasn’t busy. He drove over immediately. When Hannibal answered the door, Will walked in abruptly, taking off his jacket.
“I need to go to Silent Hill.”
“Come in,” Hannibal muttered.
“Silent Hill. I want you take me there.”
“What are you talking about, Will?”
“Silent Hill… I..”
“You mean the resort? Or perhaps the amusement park? What’s this sudden interest with a tourist attraction, Will? I admire you as a friend and colleague. I’d hate to jeopardize that relationship.”
Will stopped. “Wait, what?”
Hannibal had a deer-in-headlights expression. He composed himself before continuing. “Nothing. What is so important about Silent Hill?”
“I had another nightmare…”
“And you believe this nightmare is in connection with Silent Hill.”
“Well when you pu
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