[What... the actual fuck. This is a lot to take in; James didn't expect anything good when it came to cultists, but this sounds like something out of a horror novel.

...Of course, he could say the same about his own experience in the town. But at its core, his visit had been to find Mary—and ultimately, learn the truth about his own delusions—and had nothing to do with rebirthing gods or anything of that scale. His was a far more personal journey, and maybe as a result, it seems like he was oblivious to many things going on in Silent Hill.

To say the least.

It takes him a moment to reply, because he's both digesting this information and all that Heather's trying to tell him.]

I... that's insane. Not that I don't believe you, but I'd never known about Silent Hill being used as a breeding ground for a god.

[He shakes his head.]

So that's all to say, no. The world wasn't falling apart based on what I last remembered. I hope that's a good sign.

[Not the world as a whole, anyway. His own world was shaken to the core, but now's not the time for that.]