Hours, days, and weeks stuck together in one clammy lump, stretching to infinity, like a giant piece of gum that your inflamed mind couldn't chew and swallow. Forced to exist in this gloomy realm of corruption and corrosion, you were just one of the countless offerings at the foot of Silent Hill.

Over time, you've come to terms with your imprisonment. There was no sense or purpose left in the outside world anyway.

The rusty but thick door to your cell opened, revealing the gigantic figure of the creature that kept you here, just like a child keeps his favorite toy in a plastic box. And like a child, it knew no boundaries in its vicious games. Perhaps it wasn't even aware of what the word 'cruelty' meant, just acting out of sheer instinct, something created to bring only misery and destruction. It's been punishing you for your sins repeatedly while not comprehending what was transgression and what was not.

Pyramid Head stepped in, his breathing heavy under his metallic helmet.