The woman’s eyes had rolled back into their sockets like a blind man and the white sclera looked at Mugda and then the woman opened her mouth, every tooth had turned into fangs and a drop of blood trickled out of her mouth as she growled, “You up-pity bitch, you want me to work for you. Why, I’ll make you work for me.”
Mugda shrieked and fled to the kitchen's door.
The woman growled from where she stood and the doors of the kitchen automatically