The mental equivalent of a blue screen of death flashed across her consciousness.
This is AGONY!! I want to SEE! I want to OPEN MY EYES and SEE! I'll KILL someone u know, like in the horror movies?The one that... that takes eyes?"
"A ghost?! In broad daylight?!"
Despite still fuming internally, Everly was ng hree kidnappers stared at each other, their faces a mixture of terror and utter confusion. The voice in their heads had changed. The previous murderous rage was gone, replaced by a sound of genuine, wide-eyed shock.
Does this blind ghost not realize we're talking about her? Is she surprised there's another ghost here? Is she, like, a socially awkward ghost who hates ghost parties?
But their internal debate was cut short by Everly's next thought, which broadcasted directly into their brains with the enthusiasm of a child at a theme park.
