A twisted flat eye, a membrane on the picture plane. "Greetings, You", it says to you (being the only person/people here, you and it, this is obviously part of a conversation you two are having Eye to eye) You know what's next... "look into my eye, deeply, you are fallllllinnnnnggg sleepy"... or something of the sort, always up to one trick or another, this eye.     The dead had attacked me. Now I would attack them.