"Eily, what's wrong?" Trish nudged Eileen's arm.
Eileen snapped out of her daze and quickly glanced down at Old Mr. Kalmien in the casket, seeing his eyes tightly shut, realizing it was just an illusion.
"Eily?" Trish spoke softly again. "Are you okay? Why do you look so pale?"
Eileen shook her head.
She...