As soon as Bianca climbed down the last step and entered the chamber, right in front of her was a woman so old that she looked like a hag. Bianca's eyes became wide.
Sedora was standing right in front of her, seeing her with dull black eyes that were full of madness.
Bianca knew that Sedora could see her. The two got locked in a staring game.
Wrinkles had battered Sedora's face beyond recognition. Dirty gray hair fell on her shoulders in thin strands. The nose appeared knotted and twisted. There was blood around her lips. She was wearing a long black gown over which there was a blood stained apron. Scissors, scalpel, tiny limbs of bats and other creatures and yellow stones filled the pockets of the apron.
There were holes carved in the stones of the chamber. White icy smoke emerged from inside those holes. The ceiling of the chamber was very high and Bianca scanned it with abhorrence. Sedora was not insane, she was a demon.
