"Maybe," said Scott, examining the graffiti thoughtfully.  "Once again with the reference to chessboards.  That's...peculiar, don't you think?"<br/><br/>He prided himself on his attention to detail, and his ability to notice things that others would normally overlook.  It was why he was so good at his job, and also why most people considered him to have a personality as exciting as soggy cardboard.  Normally, he loved puzzles; he loved putting together clues and applying logic.  But this was too much, even for the old shrink.   After this was over, he definitely intended on letting her have a piece of his mind.<br/><br/>And then there was the strange symbol again.  He scowled, in an ill mood.  He wanted to examine it closer, but the memory of the painful headache he had received from looking too closely at the one in the bathroom invoked almost a Pavlovian response of repulsion.  Scowling at the "Turn back" message, he hastened his pace, following after Deacon toward Silent Hill itself.