A twisted flat yeux , 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 yeux ) You know what's next... "look into my yeux , deeply, you are fallllllinnnnnggg sleepy"... or something of the sort, always up to one trick or another, this yeux .
Les morts m'avaient attaqué. Maintenant, c'était mon tour.