Walters Paradise

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Chapter 4



Once twelve struck on the clock every member of the household was sitting in the living room unsure of what to expect from the meeting. They had all placed on their uniforms. Alex was dressed as a military man to his great discomfort, Elle was a police officer, Harry was a priest, Angela was a school girl, Lisa was a nurse and Walter was himself. They sat silently in the living room feeling that their outfits were too strange. Once Walter arrived everyone was anxious to know the reason for the gathering.



“What are we here for?” Harry asked Walter as he took a seat in one of the chairs.



Alex and Elle sat on the couch staring in anticipation. Walter looked them all over carefully, “This meeting is one that will take place every week. The purpose is to see how well we are able to communicate and get along. It’s what one might call a therapy session.” Walter spoke softly as usual.



Everyone looked quite skeptical, “Exactly how are we going to get anything out of this therapy session if nobody likes you?” Alex asked darkly.



Walter looked momentarily hurt but no one except Lisa caught this. “You will grow to understand my purpose here eventually. I can forgive your unhappiness for now at the very least.” Walter raised his chin slightly to show his confidence.



“I’ve spent most of my life taking bullshit from people, but you are beyond that even.” Alex shook his head angrily.



“Bullshit from whom?” Lisa piped in concerned.



“My father, he chose me as a sacrifice so in order to deal with it he acted like he didn’t love me.” Alex told Lisa.



Walter watched as Alex turned back to him, “Regardless, no one is going to be speaking at your imaginary group session, so you can go and fuck yourself.” Alex growled at the tall man.



Surprisingly to everyone else, Walters lips curled into a smile, “Alex, you already did speak at my session. You already brought up one of your problems in life.” Walter pointed out to the younger man.



Alex sat speechlessly, “He’s got a good point…” Elle whispered to him.



“Does anyone else want to speak about their problems?” Walter asked.



Everyone sat silently for a moment; no one really knew what to say. Lisa cleared her throat and stood up as if she were back in public school, “Well, if no one else wants to speak then, I will.” The look on Lisa’s face suggested she wanted to stop some of the needless arguments.



Walter watched her intently as she carried on, “Well, when I was alive I applied to be a nurse at Alchemillia Hospital. I became the apprentice of Dr. Kauffman. It wasn’t until my second month things started getting hard for me. I went through a lot of stress and eventually, Dr. Kauffman gave me a drug to make it better; White Claudia. Ever since then, I’ve been addicted and I think I may still be suffering from delusions. I just hope I can wake up soon,” She nodded to them all, “Thank you.” Lisa sat down again.



“That was an excellent start.” Walter nodded to her, “Does anyone have any input on that?”



“I don’t think you’re suffering from any side effects. I think you’re here with us.” Angela spoke up slightly shy.



Lisa looked down, “It’s hard for me to tell these days. You all seem so unreal to me.” Lisa’s sorrow etched itself on her face.



“In time, all of your pain will wash away. For now, we must learn to help each other through the hard past we each have had to face. All of us have a story; each and every one of us will have something to tell. It’s just a matter of who will talk.” Walter looked around the room.



Every looked rather uncomfortable about the idea of talking about their past to perfect strangers. Angela hugged her knees as she sat in her chair; Harry looked over at her, “Are you alright?”



Angela nodded, “Angela, what is your story?” Walter asked her casually.



“That might not be such a good idea.” Harry protested to Angela’s surprise.



“Oh?” Walter cocked his head to the side curiously.



Angela looked at Harry in wonder, “She’s been through a lot more than what needs to be shared. I think maybe she shouldn’t talk about it until she’s ready to talk about it.” Harry was rather protective; that was something Angela wasn’t used to.



“Perhaps you would like to share your own story, Harry?” Walter offered him.



Harry looked around before he slowly got to his feet. “Well, I guess it all started several years ago when my wife and I found a baby on the side of the road on our way home from visiting Shepherds Glen.” Alex’s ears perked up at the name of the town.



“My wife was dying of cancer and she and I both knew we couldn’t have a baby of our own so, we adopted the little girl we found. Eventually my wife died of her illness and I raised the baby by myself.” Angela couldn’t help but feel sad listening to it all a second time round.





“Eventually when Cheryl got to be about seven or eight she begged me to return to Silent Hill, so I took her back. A girl ran out in the middle of the road and so I swerved and crashed. Cheryl was gone by the time I woke up.” Lisa watched the pain in the man’s eyes as he spoke to everyone.



“I searched that damn town left and right, and in the end, I found out my daughter was born for one purpose; she was to birth a God of that town. She had split her soul in half just to escape her fate, but I was the one who brought her back to the town. I fought the God she had birthed and I won. The girl re-appeared to me and handed me a baby; the baby was Cheryl. I took her and got the Hell out of that town. We made it to Portland but the cultists still found us; I had to kill a couple before I got our names changed. After we changed our names no one heard anything more from Silent Hill. We thought we were safe, but we were wrong.” Harry shook his head.



Everyone looked depressed by this story, all except Walter who looked calm and relaxed. Harry looked down and carried on, “Cheryl was at the mall one Sunday, and there was nothing strange about that. She was seventeen that year.” Harry paused as he thought about her hard for a minute, “I was debating whether or not to tell her about her past. It was one of those make or break conversations. While I was thinking about it, my sliding screen door opened and in walked this pale woman. I realized we weren’t safe anymore, but before I could get my gun this large beast walked inside. It killed me.” Harry looked up at them all, his eyes were misty, “I failed my daughter, but even still I just wish I could see her face one last time.”



Alex was bewildered by this story; he had never heard anything so heart wrenching. Elle began sobbing beside Alex; she wasn’t aware what anyone here had been through. Lisa began to realize she couldn’t have made up a story like that in her head; that had never even crossed her mind when she met Harry.



“Thank you, Harry. You’re a brave man.” Walter told him as Harry sat back down.



Angela stared at her knees as Harry took his seat next to her; she looked up at him softly, “Thank you.” She whispered to him.



Harry nodded at her in response. “Does anyone else have something to share?” Walter asked the room.



Elle decided to stand up, “Well, it doesn’t compare to Harry’s story in any way but, I suppose I do have some things to say.” Alex watched her.



“I was born into a family just like Alex where every fifty years a child is sacrificed to the Gods. I guess everyone could say I’m lucky to have never been chosen, but they’re wrong.” She shook her head.



Everyone watched as she continued on. “When I was in high school Alex and I hung out a lot. We were best friends, and I felt like he was the only person I could truly trust. Alex was the only person who actually understood how I felt, and still wanted to be around me.” Alex had never heard her speak about him so kindly.



“By the end of high school, Alex had disappeared. I looked all over for him but all his parents told me was that he was fine and that he was gone. I was so angry at first; I couldn’t figure out why he never said goodbye. I was so sad that I didn’t have him in my life anymore.” Elle shook her head as she thought back, “Not long after Alex disappeared, my sister Nora went missing. Mom stopped talking to me shortly after that.” Elle looked down with watery eyes.



“My entire town started to disappear slowly, and then all of the fog began to roll in. Before long, it wasn’t a home anymore it was just Hell. I had lost all hope for everything.” Elle looked down at Alex, “But then, Alex showed up again, and I began to breath again. We made it to Silent Hill eventually, but on our way there we were intercepted by cultists who kidnapped me and a friend of ours. Alex came for me, just before it was too late.” Elle smiled at Alex as he stared up at her. “We tried to leave the town but, we didn’t make it out. We ended up fainting, but when we woke up we were here.” Elle told them all.



Everyone watched as she continued on, “The reason I think its worse not being chosen is because I had to watch everyone I loved leave me. Its hard being the one left behind, and I never want that to happen again.” Elle stood for a moment before sitting down, “That’s all.”



Walter nodded, “I suppose it’s my turn isn’t it?” He asked them looking around coldly.



No one spoke; it was unclear if they really wanted to know anything about Walter. “I was born in room 302 of South Ashfield Heights Apartments. My parents left me there because my father didn’t want me.” Walter started off casually, “I was taken to the Wishhouse and I was raised there. Every so often I went to the room 302 but each time, no one let me in to see inside.”



Lisa watched curiously; she had heard several horror stories about the Wishhouse. It was tied in with the cult and many children often were abused or sacrificed. “I began to learn about the Holy Scriptures, and they told me I could have my mother back if I just followed the instructions. I was to kill twenty one people and sacrifice them to my God. I couldn’t do it at first, so one of the priests helped me out a little bit.” Walter looked around as they avoided his gaze, “He removed my innocence so I could kill without worry.” Walter explained.



Lisa covered her mouth as she thought about the possibilities he had without his innocence; it was horrible. “I eventually killed the priest too.” He smiled as he thought about it, “I beat him to death with a steel pipe before removing his heart. I only needed ten and that was easy to find. I was caught by the police after my tenth heart was taken. In prison I managed to carry on my ritual by making myself the eleventh sacrifice. I stabbed my artery with a rusty spoon.” Everyone made a disgusted sound as they thought about that while he showed them the scar on his neck.



“I eventually was able to create my own world in the afterlife where I could still capture victims and kill them. I numbered each one, and no one could stop me; not even Henry stopped me.” Walter smiled.



Everyone appeared disgusted by this story, “That’s all you really needed to know I think. What I’ve done, what I could do and how.” He smiled serenely.



“What about your innocence? Where is it now?” Lisa asked him.



“They say it’s back inside of me, but I haven’t been able to feel anything since I got here.” Walter replied.



Lisa shook her head, “I’m sorry you had to go through all of that.” Everyone looked at her sharply, but she didn’t notice as she locked eyes with Walter.



Standing up so he was over six feet tall, he headed into the living room, “You and Elle have a few more hours before you perform in the kitchen. Make the best of your time.” Walter fled the scene slowly.



***



Elle spent an hour alone in the room with the dildos. It was important to her that she didn’t feel any pain should she receive anything in her ass. Her face was pressed against the linoleum flooring as she masturbated with her ass in the air awkwardly. She pulled it out and lay back down on the floor.



Elle panted softly on the floor; it was very straining and slightly painful. Elle was happy that soon it wouldn’t hurt anymore at all. She felt strange as it was beginning to feel quite good to her; that sort of penetration shouldn’t feel good at all… should it?



Getting off the floor Elle placed her lacy black underwear on before placing the dildo back on the stand and the condom in the trash bin; to her amazement anything placed in the trash disappeared immediately. Looking up at the clock on the wall she felt embarrassed; her and Lisa would have to get sexual in front of everyone.





Alex’s reaction was the only one that scared her absolute most. Her fear was he might think badly of her. Elle didn’t want that especially not from Alex. God what would he think if he knew where she was always sneaking off to? Would it disgust him to know what she was doing? Elle didn’t want to know.



Getting out into the kitchen she realized Angela and Harry were the only ones she was ahead of. Lisa sat on the table as she waited for it to all begin; Elle looked at Alex quickly but averted her eyes. Lisa gave Elle a small comforting smile as she sat next to her on the table. “Don’t be worried, I won’t think badly of you.” Lisa rubbed Elle’s shoulder comfortingly.



“Thanks, I’m still nervous though. I also am more worried about offending you or upsetting you.” Elle said to Lisa sadly.



“I’ll be fine. Just try to relax and enjoy it; that’s the only way it will get done.” Lisa assured her.



Harry and Angela showed up at the same time, “Let’s begin.” Walter said from his chair.



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