Just out of your peripheral vision, you hear your mother's screams of pain and terror as she undergoes her own terrible transformation.
Instead, as if to cruelly maximize your suffering continue to be held close to a corner of mirrors, allowing you to see from both eyes a close up view of your own serpentine head. Your jaws are spread open wide engulfing the slippery body of your helpless father, his tail flapping helplessly from your maw. You thought that snakes only saw in infra-red, but not you. Your eyes see as sharp as ever, as if you make sure you don't miss a detail of the horrible sight.
An evil laughter mixes with with the now inhuman cries of your mother as you feel the hand behind your neck tighten, squeezing. You watch as the half-swallowed fish slowly regurgitates from you mouth. The feeling of hope is fleeting as your father is only pushed out just enough to reveal his (or rather her) terrified eyes from just the corner of your gaping mouth. You realize that he like you, must be able to see just as clearly as you. The continued laughter only hammers home the fact that your captor only wants to prolong both of your suffering.
For several moments you are forced to look each other in the eye, before the room spins and you find yourself face to face staring at your mostly transformed mother. Just as it starts to dawn on you what she has become, you feel the pressure behind your neck loosen. In terror you feel your throat muscles ready to swallow involuntarily yet again while you simultaneously realize what is in store for your mother: