As you enjoy a crisp apple, you realize that one of your bottom teeth feels loose. You feel it with your tongue, the coarse crown of your tooth scraping across your tongue. Sure enough, It wiggles, like a worm digging itself from the ground on a rainy day. You rush to the bathroom to get a better look at your tooth. Looking in the mirror, you see your tooth, surrounded by thick, red blood. You go to touch it, and it pops out, and lands with a rattle on your bathroom counter. You shoot your head up so fast that you get a little light headed to look in the mirror. Moving your lips aside to inspect the gaping hole where your tooth once was, you hit another tooth. It falls out, and slides down the drain of your sink. The second you look away, you hear a sound similar to that of a baby rattle coming from your sink. You force your eyes over, only to see tons of blood covered teeth filling your sink. With all of your strength, you crank your neck up, only to be met with an empty, scarlet red smile.