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Dear Silent Hill,
I don’t know what it is about you. I have no reason to want to be lost in a place that offers a consistent threat to my ability to remain alive, but I can’t seem to stop thinking about you. I think that first time I heard your alarm sound, it was like my bowels were jittering on the verge of evacuation and I figured, this must be love. When I saw Pyramid Head raping those mannequins, all I could think was: I wish I was a mannequin, so he would rape ME.
All I know is, I love you and my life isn’t the same without you. The sooner you come back, the sooner I can can remember what l live for. Also, I can’t seem to get off without the shuffling of faceless nurses and the walls around me crumbling into bloody ruin, so I’d really appreciate it if you’d get a move on. Thanks for the new footage though — now I have something to keep me company until you return.
Passionately, desperately yours,
Rape4EVAR (not my real name)
[Thanks Prof Pew!!!!]
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Published: Dec 11, 2007 10:54 am