[ WP ] You gain the ability to see roughly how good or evil someone is based on their aura . A whiter aura means the person is mostly good , a blacker aura means the person is mostly bad . One day , your sweet , loving grandma visits , and you see that her aura is completely pitch black .

`` What's the matter, John?'' my sister asked. 
 
 I pulled myself out of my thoughts. `` Sorry. I have n't been sleeping well. Nightmares.'' 
 
 Henrietta raised her eyebrow, unsatisfied by my answer. I did n't feel like getting into it, but she remained silent while waiting for me to spill. 
 
 `` I keep dreaming about Grandma Betty's house,'' I confessed. Staring down at my teacup, I stirred the cooling mixture, disinterested in actually taking a drink. Expecting to hear my sister taunt me, I grew surprised at her silence, so I looked up. 
 
 Her green eyes had grown round with fright. I could see the light brown hairs on her arms prickled up. She remained quiet, but her mouth hung open as if she had something to say. 
 
 `` What is it? What's wrong?'' I grew uneasy and sat up in my seat. 
 
 Shaking herself, Henrietta pushed away from the table and gathered her things. 
 
 I jumped up alongside her. `` Henrietta, what is it?'' 
 
 She said nothing as she threw money on the table to cover our ticket and walked away without looking back. 
 
 Throwing some money down as well, I rushed after my sister, ignoring everyone's glances and whispers. She did n't seem to notice as she kept her eyes ahead of her while maintaining her quick stride. Given a few more beats, she would be running. 
 
 I grabbed my sister's arm and turned her around. `` Henrietta, dammit, talk to me!'' 
 
 With fiery green eyes, she glared at me. I'd never seen my sister so full of passion. `` John, stay away from me. Do n't call me. Do n't text me. Stay away from Eric and my daughters. If I hear you've gotten a hold of them, I will kill you. Do. You. Under. Stand?'' 
 
 I stood motionless, now with my mouth hanging open. Mine out of fear and confusion. For a moment, I could n't speak, words eluding me. Finally, I asked, `` Henrietta, what did I do? Why are you acting this way?'' 
 
 A second passed and her determined, cold glare became soft. Pain replaced the anger in her emerald eyes. `` I-'' She closed her eyes, as if looking at me made it difficult for her to speak. `` In your dreams, what do you see?'' 
 
 I shook my head in disbelief. `` This is about my nightmare?'' 
 
 `` John! Goddamnit. What did you see?'' 
 
 `` Her house. Outside. Those two oak trees with the moss in front of her wraparound porch,'' I rambled. `` I hear her calling out to me through the screen door. Just my name.'' 
 
 `` You're sure it's Grandma Betty?'' Henrietta asked. 
 
 The questions were beginning to irritate me. `` What does this have to do with you threatening to kill me?'' 
 
 She stepped closer to me, her nose almost tapping mine. Her voice became a whisper. `` John, answer the fucking question.'' 
 
 I started to shake. None of this was making sense. But I closed my eyes and drudged up the dream. 
 
 The fear I'd sense in my sleep started to fill me as I conjured up the memories of the nightmares. I could smell the morning dew on the mossy trees, hear the crickets of the August summer day, and I heard her voice. Except it was n't her voice. No. It sounded familiar. Close to it, but younger. 
 
 I opened my eyes. I saw the realization on my sister's face as she saw the surprise on mine. 
 
 `` It was n't Betty,'' she whispered taking a step back. 
 
 `` Th-then who was it?'' 
 
 Her eyes locked onto mine. `` It was Mom.'' 
 
 Note: I know it asked for auras and evil grandmas, but I had a dream about living in my deceased grandma's house. And I asked myself what it meant. I came up with an idea that it was my grandmother calling for me, showing me her house to show me something. Following the typical `` Hero's Journey'' platform at first, I decided to switch it a bit and came up with an idea that someone was using the imagery to pull the character there, but it would be for dark purposes. You have the above prompt as the result. Please excuse any errors as I typed this up on my phone. Thank you.
