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The man uttered a curse, staggered a step back, then slipped on a puddle of spilled bourbon, releasing his grip on James as he fell to the floor. James belatedly realized the wrought-iron gates had been the entrance to the Silent Hill cemetery. James couldn’t see his hand in front of his face, so he took out his cellphone and turned on the flashlight, directing it to the steps below and shielding the beam as much as possible to avoid detection. Finally confronting her about the lies and the bizarre nature of her friends and their cult hadn’t, after all, brought her to her senses.