Emergence of the Unseen Horror

It started as a curiosity - one molar each week pushing its way at the back of her

jaw. By the second month, her dentist was bewildered. Her mouth was so

crowded she couldn’t speak. She couldn’t chew, couldn't swallow and breathing became

hard. She stopped smiling, trapped herself in the isolation of her tiny room.

Every time she opened her mouth, the new teeth would scrape against each other causing unimaginable

pain. Each morning another tooth would emerge, impossibly strong, scarily sharp.

Spreading and cutting into the roof of her mouth. On the 100th day, she woke up screaming

in pain, gagging on blood. A hard lump pressed against her cheek. It wasn’t a tooth