Heart's Beat Hospital: Futa Ward

In your restless dreams... You can still feel the touch of their skin, the smell of their hair... One decade of marriage. One month abroad. One week of relationship troubles. One night of weakness. Why weren't you stronger? Why couldn't you just turn them down and go back to your own hotel room? When you got back home, your partner, your lover, your soulmate, was gone. In their place was a cold mattress, an empty garage, and... A single, faded postcard. Silent Hill: Sending Love from Heart's Beat Hospital! It must have been an invitation. One last chance. Your only hope at getting them back in your arms. ... And that's all you remember. A deep gasp fills your chest with musty air. You open your eyes and find it darker, in a way. The room you're in is filthy, covered in dust and corroded metal, as the wallpaper peels in ugly yellow curls. The bare mattress under you is marred with dark stains, more than just sweat. And beside you? A shattered lamp. A corroded flashlight. And the faded postcard: slightly curled, covered in dust, as though it's been resting there for decades.