Now the dream of this life must end and so too must the dreamers within it. For over thirty years, they’ve lied to their own souls. For thirty years, they’ve denied their own fate. But now is the end of days, and I am the reaper.
I love how in the silent hill video games when most of the protagonists enter silent hill they are immediately overtaken by despair and fear and have an existential crisis over what silent hill is and why they’re there but then in the third game Heather Mason’s reaction to being dragged into silent hill is basically just “well this is some bullshit”