Silent Hill 2 Gallows Puzzle Solutions

What are the Silent Hill 2 remake hangman answers? Upon arriving at Toluca Prison in the original Silent Hill 2, you must make a choice between right and wrong, and whether the reasoning for certain crimes committed makes them justifiable. It’s an interesting segment and one that fits perfectly with the guilty tones of James’ story.

Things ramp up even further in the Silent Hill 2 remake’s hangman puzzle, as you must complete six poems before making your choice. Depending on the difficulty of the riddle chosen in the puzzle game, there are different answers for each puzzle, one innocent and one not so innocent. That said, it’s not so much a problem as perhaps a moral dilemma. If you’re not sure, here’s our Silent Hill 2 Gallows Puzzle Walkthrough.

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There are six poems in the Silent Hills 2 Gallows Puzzle, and you must match the second half with the first to an innocent person. You don’t actually need to complete all six puzzles, but doing so may help you decipher the correct result.

Pay attention to the object, subject, rhyme and context to have a better chance of finding the right answer. Each difficulty presents different riddles and all the answers are below. There may be other combination options as the cards can be heavily randomized, but the innocent answers below should help you.

On normal and hard difficulty, there are two possible solutions for each poem. You can get either one. On hard difficulty, some of the answers fit into more than one poem, and that’s where the puzzle gets trickier. To solve this, you are always looking for the innocent answer, as we will detail below.

Hard mode

Poem one (I)

Under the veil of dusk, in the ink of twilight,
A burning inferno envelops the wooden shell.
Screams of the innocent fill the night sky,
He, who released them, now sees them die.

Death of the innocent, a damnable sin,
Wracked by guilt, your soul withers inside,
Yet among the pure the vile would also dwell.
Demons dressed in piety also perished.

A contorted chill dances down your spine,
As their souls fly with the sigh of Thanathos.
No sign of regret, not an ounce of guilt,
But a burning desire to destroy what God has built.

Poem two (II)

In the clutches of twilight, a cunning thief emerges,
Through the veils of night, your purpose is veiled, distorted.
Your nimble fingers, like whispers, glide,
In the goods of others, your needs lie

With trembling hands he grabs what he must,
A miserable dance, fueled by the impulse of hunger.
Poverty’s embrace fuels its crimes,
Stealing to survive, the most basic of needs.

His avarice driving every cunning theft,
No conscience stirs, no remorse remains.
It is not a pang of hunger, nor a desperate need,
but a heart consumed by relentless greed.

Poem three (III)

In the shroud of twilight, a story unfolds,
Where shadows dance, their secrets are told.
A shadowy figure, his motives obscure,
He steals from his own relatives, someone he should value.

A cruel twist of fate, an undesired outcome,
The little one dies, it was all in vain,
The kidnapper’s tears reveal his motives,
From a monstrous mother, the child he stole.

A tragic fruition, a mother’s despair,
Her heir undone by whom she once loved,
Indeed, it was not love that guided his grip,
But it is difficult to understand spiteful avarice.

Poem four (IV)

In clandestine steps, darkness as a guide,
Man ventures deeper, where riches are hidden.
An invisible intruder with untold motives,
Your hands eager to touch, grab and hold.

Amidst the moon’s glow, a desperate truth,
Man’s life is one of pain and danger, indeed.
Sealed within these walls is your salvation,
Steal and live, the ultimate prize.

Under the guise of moonlight, a villain’s design,
He invades where treasures shine.
With a selfish hand, with greed as his creed,
Claim the spoils, satisfying all needs.

A contorted chill dances down your spine,
As their souls fly with the sigh of Thanathos.
No sign of regret, not an ounce of guilt,
But a burning desire to destroy what God has built.

Poem five (V)

With her senses falling, she stares, mouth agape,
To the one who forced his spirit to escape.
Cold steel pierces the vein, a blood flood,
Staring back at her, her own flesh and blood.

It was a twisted fate that forced man’s hand,
A son at the mercy of his mother, his life in hell he would spend.
In fact, not all murders are caused by ill will,
Because the choice was clear: her or him.

The grip of despair suffocates the air,
The attacker’s past, a story of despair.
A victim turned aggressor, a tragic decree,
On this night of trial, pain frees both men.

Poem six (VI)

In the cast shadows, the hunter lurks,
His violent intent wrapped in a veil of destiny.
An enigma unfolds, reasons undefined,
As the prey approaches, their fates become intertwined.

As the spark of life fled from his eyes,
The man held her gaze with perverse glee,
A callous sigh escapes the man’s lips,
The thirst for more bloodshed begins to take shape.

The victim’s eyes wide with terror and fear,
The nature of the attacker now comes to light.
Vicious is your cause and stained with dark pride,
A demonstration of brute force, for everyone to comply.

Normal mode

Poem one (I)

By your grace I do not beg, By the flames I freed,
The sisters screamed and the children cried: No one made it out alive.

Though the death of the young I weep, Their executioners are no more,
In young souls the nuns attacked, They took away their innocence.

I saw them burn, I heard them cry, I felt a comforting warmth inside,
It was so good, I can’t lie, And for my happiness, they had to die.

Poem two (II)

The wealth of others I took, The seventh statute I broke,
And yet, I don’t regret my actions, I had my reasons, that’s it.

The reason, I must say, was to survive another day.
For them, it was a break. For me, a dear step forward.

What were these reasons you may ask: Confidence allows me to unmask
I see, I long, I need, I understand, that’s all the sense it needs to make

Poem three (III)

I picked up the child, you’re right, carried her through the night,
She didn’t scream, she didn’t scream, after all I was her father.

Forgive me, child, for I failed, To save you from your miserable ways,
She whom I loved, who gave you life, A monster hidden in plain sight.

My only daughter, joy of the days, They wanted to take you away,
Calm down, little baby, and be still, if I can’t have you, no one will.

Poem four (IV)

Once the sun ceased its reign, I cut the rusty chain,
I pushed the door and went in, I filled my pockets to the brim.

So my guilt is clear, I had robbed the pharmacy,
However, I did this not for gain, but so that I could ease the pain.

I left in a hurry, leaving no trace,
Always true to my creed, All is right, which feeds my greed.

Poem five (V)

Dear mommy, sweet mommy, Your love for me was so deep,
“Why, oh why?” you screamed, As my knife pierced your heart.

You broke my legs, I couldn’t walk, You knocked out my teeth, I couldn’t speak,
You gave me pills to slow my mind, I took your life before you took mine.

You were oh so kind to me, filled my heart with joy and joy,
In the end, it was in vain: “Why, oh why?” you ask. Why not?

Poem six (VI)

I waited too long, I waited, I waited to commit my crime,
The man appeared, he didn’t see me, A bloody end was what he got.

Indeed he was less man than beast, and in my flesh and soul he feasted,
My will to live he would try to break. There’s only so much a man can take.

In fact, I didn’t hesitate, as my blade sealed the poor man’s fate,
He knew the rules, they are very clear, Go against me, your end is near.

Light mode

Poem one (I)

Hallowed was the place,
This one caught fire.

It was the home of evil,
It had to be razed.

Poem two (II)

This one took from the others,
It was a sinful act.

Steal so as not to eat,
But to feed your own greed.

Poem three (III)

This one, he kidnapped,
Your beloved daughter.

In a fit of rage,
Bloody end he brought to her.

Poem four (IV)

This one broke the lock,
To steal, I will tell you clearly.

One more place to plunder,
Another unfair gain.

Poem five (V)

This one dared,
To take her own mother’s life.

I did it just for pleasure,
Not because of a fight.

Poem six (VI)

He clenched his fist,
And he didn’t throw any punches.

Turned on his bully,
Turned your brain into mulch.

Silent Hill 2 hangman’s noose puzzle

To proceed, James must pull the noose belonging to an innocent person. Each loop is numbered from one to six, related to the puzzles. There may also be more than one correct loop. Choosing the wrong loop drops you into a deadly pit, but you can just climb out and try again.

You know immediately if you’ve chosen the right bow by the angle of the scene that follows. If the camera is behind James as he approaches the noose, you’ve made the wrong choice. If you’re looking at James’ face as he pulls the rope, you’re right. Either way, the floor opens up and you fall.

By pulling the noose on an innocent person, you can simply continue your journey through prison. Choose the wrong loop, however, and you must run through enemy monsters to a room in the corner containing a ladder. If you’re quick and lucky, you can do it without a fight. Climb the ladder and you’ll simply be back at the backyard doors and ready to try again.

Now you can overcome Silent Hill 2’s hangman problem with minimal hassle and continue your journey to find Mary. We can also help with our guides on how to get out of Silent Hill 2’s bug room and how to get Pyramid Head’s big knife in Silent Hill 2. Plus, read our Silent Hill 2 review to find out what we did. the remake of the horror game.