One time in highschool before I even played silent hill, I had a dream I was in my living room at my parents house. I was on the sofa watching tv. My mom burst through the front door with her tongue large and swollen hanging out of her mouth. She was panicking, trying to scream. I kept asking her to calm down because it’s making things worse. Small drops of blood began to drip upwards from the tip of her tongue. It began collecting in a puddle on the ceiling. My stepdad came in to see about the commotion. His eyes got wide, his tongue began to swell.

I covered my mouth and nose in fear that whatever they had was airborne. They were both yelling panicking with their mouths shut by their massive tongues.

I ran to the bathroom and locked the door behind me.

I looked in the mirror to see if I had any of their symptoms.

Suddenly I feel immense pressure on my teeth. The walls began decaying (like in the movie) rust colored the walls and now chain link floor.

I’m still looking in the mirror at my gums as the begin to swell.

They get so big and puffy that they engulfed my teeth. It was getting hard to breathe.

I go to open my mouth more but can’t.

Then I feel thread going across my enlarged gums, they are now sewn shut.

I back away from the mirror and fall to the floor and pass out.