Cursed Rings

The cat's out of the Bag

Soon the curtain had lifted, the whispering, crawling, and the weird noises which Davis heard all night have come together to reveal the reality behind it. The devil who depicted an old lady was desperately crawling on the ground while making a very unusual shrill sound.

The lady looked like an older woman who couldn't walk; her decomposed body was covered with dead skin, which burned a lot. Her face was sinisterly wicked black; her eyes balls were glowing and gleaming like a cat. Her face was slightly bent toward the left to her shoulder.

Her mouth was filled with a thick, sticky, dark viscous liquid like saliva, tipping out from her mouth, which smell was unbearable and closely resembled with putrid, nauseating, fetid.