In the reflection of the basin of water, Sky looked at her own face. Over the past day, quite a lot has changed about the sky. In contrast to her previously long hair, her hair had been shortened. And on her left eye, an eyepatch was worn. But although she seemed to have gotten thinner, it was not as drastic as her malnourished look from before.
She sighed lightly before slowly taking off her eyepatch. What lay underneath the piece of cloth was a clean and dark hole. There were no eye or eyelids. Her skin just caved in right where her skull did. Letting in a hole that seemed like it led right to her brain. But no matter how one looks at it or how much light is shone on the hole, It would always be dark.
Looking at her own reflection, Sky grew fearful. Fear struck her heart and froze her for a few seconds.