Silent Hill 2 Remake: Solutions for the Gallows Puzzle

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Hallowed was the place, this one set ablaze.

T'was the home of evil, it had to be razed.

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For your grace I do not plead, For the flames I did set free, Sisters shrieked and children cried, No one made it out alive.

Though the young ones' deaths I mourn, Their tormentors are no more, On young souls the nuns did prey, Took their innocence away.

I watched them burn, I heard them cry, I felt a soothing warmth inside, It felt so good, I cannot lie, And for my bliss, they had to die.

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Under veil of nightfall, in the ink of dusk, A blazing inferno engulfs the wooden husk. Screams of the innocent fill the night sky, He, who hell let loose, now watches them die.

Death of the blameless, a damnable sin, Wracked with guilt, his soul withers from within, Yet among the pure, the vile also would also dwell. Demons dressed in piety, they perished as well.

A contorted chill dances on his spine, As their souls fly forth on Thanathos' sigh. No sign of regret, not a tinge of guilt, But a fiery urge to destroy what God built.

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This one took from others, T'was a sinful deed.

Stealing not to eat, but to feed his own greed.

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The wealth of others I did take, The seventh statute I did break, And yet my deeds I don't regret, I had my reasons, that is that.

The reason, if I have to say, Was to survive another day, To them, it was a loaf of bread, To me, a cherished step ahead.

What were those reasons you might ask, The truth allow me to unmask, I see. I crave, I need, I take, 'Tis all the sense it needs to make.

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In twilight's grasp, a thief emerges sly, Through the veils of night, his purpose veiled, awry. His nimble fingers, like whispers they glide, In the goods of others, his needs doth reside.

With hands atremble, he seizes what he must, A wretched dance, fueled by hunger's thrust. Poverty's embrace fuels his misdeeds, Thieving to survive, the barest of needs.

His avarice driving every cunning theft, No conscience stirs, no remorse is left. Not a hunger's pang, nor a desperate need, but a heart consumed with relentless greed.

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This one, he did kidnap, his beloved daughter.

In a fit of anger, bloody end he brought her.

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I took the child you are quite right, Carried her off into the night, She did not scream, she did not bawl, I was her father, after all.

Forgive me, child, for I have failed, To save you from her wretched ways, She whom I loved, who gave you life, A monster hiding in plain sight.

My only daughter, joy of days, They wanted to take you away, Hush, little baby, and be still, If I can't have you, no one will.

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In shroud of twilight, a tale doth unfold, Where the shadows dance, their secrets are told. A shadowy figure, his motives unclear, Steals his own kin, one he should hold dear.

Amidst the moon's glow, a desperate truth, The man's life of pain and in peril, forsooth. Sealed within these walls, his salvation lies, Steal and live on, the ultimate prize.

A tragic fruition, a mother's despair, Her heiress undone by the one she once loved, Forsooth, it was not love that guided his clasp, But a spiteful avarice one struggles to grasp.

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This one broke the lock, to steal, I'll tell you plain.

One more place to plunder, One more wrongful gain.

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Once the sun has ceased its reign, I cut through the rusty chain, Pushed the door and snuck within, Filled my pockets to the brim.

So my guilt is plain to see, I had robbed the pharmacy, Yet, I did so not for gain, But so I could ease the pain.

I departed with great haste, Leaving not a single trace, Ever faithful to my creed, All is right, which feeds my greed.

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In clandestine steps, darkness as his guide, The man ventures deeper, where riches doth hide. An unseen intruder with motives untold, His hands eager to touch, to grab and to hold.

Amidst the moon's glow, a desperate truth, The man's life of pain and in peril, forsooth. Sealed within these walls, his salvation lies, Steal and live on, the ultimate prize.

Beneath moonlit guise, a villain's design, He trespasses where treasures brightly shine. With a selfish hand, with greed as his creed, Claims the spoils, indulging every single need.

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This one dared to take his own mother's life.

Did it just for pleasure not over a strife.

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Mommy dearest, mommy sweet, Your love for me was so deep, "Why, oh, why?", you shouted out, When my knife pierced through your heart.

You broke my legs, I couldn't walk, You pulled my teeth, I couldn't talk, You fed me pills to slow my mind, I took your life 'fore you took mine.

You were, oh, so kind to me, Filled my heart with joy and glee, In the end, it was for naught, "Why, oh, why?", you ask. Why not?

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With her senses falling, she looks, mouth agape, At the one who forced her spirit to escape. Cold steel pierces vein, a sanguine flood, Gazing back at her, her own flesh and blood.

'Twas a twisted fate that forced the man's hand, A son at mother's mercy, his life in hell he'd spend. Forsooth, not all killings are ones of ill will, For the choice was clear, 'twas either her, or him.

Desperation's grip suffocates the air, The attacker's past, a tale of despair. A victim turned assailant, a tragic decree, On this night of judgment, pain sets both men free.

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This one clenched his fist, and has pulled no punch.

Turned against his bully, turned his brain to mulch.

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I waited long, I bid my time, I waited to commit my crime, The man appeared, he saw me not, A bloody end is what he got.

In truth, he was less man than beast, And on my flesh and soul he'd feast, My will to live he'd try to break, There is so much a man can take.

In truth, I did not hesitate, As my blade sealed the poor man's fate, He knew the rules, they are quite clear, Go against me, your end is near.

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In shadows cast, the hunter lies in wait, His violent intent cloaked in a veil of fate. An enigma unfolds, motives undefined, As the prey approaches, their fates intertwine.

As the spark of life from her eyes did flee, The man held his gaze with wicked glee, An unfeeling sigh the man's lips doth escape, A thirst for more bloodshed begins to take shape.

The victim's eyes wide with terror and fright, The attacker's nature now comes into light. Vicious is his cause and marred with dark pride, A show of brute strength, for all to abide.