"Darling Child" "It's an alien invasion Darling Child." A second later her eyes became star stuck, they looked like little blades circulating in her pupils. "Bye granny," you whispered. You whispered as not to attract those beady little knife eyes. They're drawn to sounds. Especially voices. And your voice is the most delicious, mesmerizing sound. She, granny that is, would eat you up for sure.