Silent Hill 6: Echoes

“So…after seeing the place, and all it has to offer, what do you think?” Frank Sunderland asked, looking back at the person who had shown interest in the room. They walked around a bit in the living room, looking at the furniture that the place had come with.
“What do I think?” the voice was feminine, with a slightly deeper tone than most women Frank had come across. “I think…IT’S AWESOME!!” she jumped up and turned around to look at him, a huge smile blooming across her face. “This place is just amazing! I wasn’t expecting to get such an incredible apartment when I just moved out of my guardian’s place! I was expecting to get a piece of crap deal! But this…this is just…yes yes yes!!!” She punctuated her joy with a punch to the air and stopped, blushing as she turned to face Frank. “Heh…sorry?”
Frank smiled and waved a hand, as if to keep her from being embarrassed. “Don’t worry about it. I remember when I moved out of my parent’s house. I was just as excited. Now…about your payment’s -”
“Yeah, I know! I read online that it was something like 500…When do you want it -”
“350.” The girl stopped talking and looked up at Frank from her wallet. Her eyes were wide, with an eyebrow raised and she leaned against a wall, looking at him with her odd, mismatched eyes.
She smirked and tilted her head to the side. “Only 350? Something tells me that there’s more to this apartment then you’re telling me…perhaps a ghost story?” He had been avoiding her gaze, looking at the faded carpet, when he turned his head sharply to look back at her.
“How do you know that?” He was practically growling now and she just shrugged, smiling a little as she looked at the place.
“I don’t exactly know myself…call it…instinct if you will.” Here she pointed at her head, giving a smirk and he just sighed.
“You kids these days…gonna be the death of me. First those three girls, now a girl who doesn’t seem to fear ghosts…” He sighed again and braced himself against the wall as he looked up into her eyes, shivering as he stared into the one blind eye. “Not too long ago, about a year actually, there was a guy who lived here. His name was Henry, Henry Townshend.” The girl’s eyes widened and she leaned forward to stare at Frank. “You know him?”
“I knew of him…oh God, what happened?” She calmed herself down and leaned back against the wall, bracing herself with her foot as she stared up at him through her bangs.
“Well…you see, one day, his door wouldn’t open. Me and his next door neighbor at the time…Eileen Galvin, we tried to get his door open for days, but to no avail…And a couple days after that, she was beaten up in her apartment and died on her way to the hospital. Henry hasn’t been seen since. The last tenant’s who lived here…they kind of up and left in the middle of the night. You won’t be doing that I hope…Miss?”
She was now looking through the apartment and had a huge grin on her face. “Oh Mr. Henry…is your ghost in here?” She stopped and turned to smile at him. “Please don’t call me Miss. I told you my name downstairs Mr. Sunderland. It’s Kimber, and the prospect of living in a haunted apartment…it’s just too awesome! Thanks Mr. Sunderland!”
He just watched as she went through the apartment, calling Henry’s name and sighed. “Do you want help bringing your stuff in?” He finally shouted out, getting bored as he’d watch her run through the halls.
“No thanks! I’ll get it! You just get back to whatever you need to do Mr. Sunderland!”
“That’s Frank for you!” He turned and opened the door, leaving the keys to the apartment on the little table by the door. “I’m leaving the keys for you!” She must’ve not heard him, and so he left, closing the door behind him. When she did finally pop her head out, it was from the back room of the apartment, and she was covered in dust.
“Mr. Frank? You there?” When silence reached her ears, she shrugged and walked out of the room, going to the door and grabbing the keys. She had boxes to bring up.