Black Eyes. White Skin.

What’s up?

It was time to get up.

Her skin turned sheet white.

This happened in the middle of the night.

Sitting upright, her body remained still.

Undaunted.

There was no flinching.

She became lifeless.

For brief moments, her body was haunted.

Then, she remained still like a statue.

Not a single limb was slack.

There were no whites of the eyes.

The entire sockets we’re black.

Not a single soul would chaff.

Panic seized the helper.

S a result, they yelled for the remaining staff.

The remaining one came in.

Unfortunately, there were no strong men.

What can one do?

Finally, the woman came to.

Back, she returned from the land of the dead.

Then, she began to turn her head.

Next, the helper had the nurse look into those eyes.

She did not care.

How could she?

Slam dunk.

The lazy bitch was another town drunk.

Not a single person would grin.

Day in and day out remained the sometimes possessed lady with black eyes and white skin.