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[James stumbles onto the plane, carrying a plastic grocery bag full of clothes and, of all things, the great knife. He's back in his normal clothes, and they're pretty much caked with gore. James doesn't look too great either. He's spent the last couple of days running around Silent Hill, and he doesn't exactly spend a lot of time eating or sleeping there.

He doesn't say anything to anyone, just sinks down to the ground to catch his breath.]