7
"Ah!!!"
A scream pulled me out of my grief.
"Look at her face! A ghost!"
The relatives were cornered by Third Aunt, huddled together fearfully, while Third Aunt stood opposite them grinning widely.
Third Aunt's figure seemed unchanged, only her face was covered in dark green liquid with countless bluish veins bulging out.
Exactly like grandpa!
"Her hands, hands, they're rotting… legs… ah!"
I looked closely, and saw that Third Aunt's limbs were covered with dark green patterns and blisters, each bursting open and oozing thick, foul-smelling liquid.
Moreover, these liquids seemed to be corroding her bit by bit, leaving the covered area completely decayed.
It shocked me; less than an hour had passed, and Third Aunt had decayed to this extent, and she was decaying while still alive!
Could it be that the virus had gotten stronger after being in grandpa's body?
Third Aunt kept closing in on them, just like a specter demanding lives from hell.