Chapter - 117
The elderly woman lay still, her once-closed eyes snapping open with a suddenness that belied her age. Despite the shock, an eerie silence enveloped the room, broken only by the rhythmic ticking of a nearby clock. Evelina, momentarily taken aback, felt a chill crawling up her spine as she observed her grandmother, whose gaze remained fixed on the ceiling, unyielding and unblinking.
As Evelina hesitated, but took a step towards her grandmother, a palpable transformation swept over the elderly woman. The whites of her eyes expanded, pupils constricting to pinpricks, creating an unsettling contrast against the murky depths of her gaze. In a macabre turn of events, the old lady's eyes rolled back, revealing an otherworldly purplish hue that seemed to defy the natural order.
