By Jin Yu Tian
ALL villainous beings on the screen would scare people with a bluish evil look, but that is a mere concoction by those who have yet to encounter a genuinely wicked spirit. Although I haven't met any ghost either, I have seen the real devil's eyes -- in the dock at a law court, face to face with the accused.
The serial killer had specialised in sexual assault of women and murder of children. At the first trial, my colleague -- a seasoned reporter -- knew the sentence would be death. While the court officer was taking a break, we went over to have a chat with the prisoner.
“Heaven's expecting me above” was his opening remark to the newsmen. This I remember well even today, because it was not so much uttered as flashed out of his eyes, which had dim pupils and yet a harsh stare that seemed to pierce us all.
Calmly and coherently, he gave a bloodcurdling account of how he had practised witchcraft in the jungles of India and Burma. When we mentioned those innocent kids he had thus sacrificed, the man's eyes gleamed with chilling cruelty that reminded me of Hell. I had the feeling that he would go on killing if he could.
How true the saying is that the eyes unveil the soul! For an instant the man's eyes turned muddy-murky, then stony-stern, and finally icy-cold, betraying a streak of infernal wickedness from his innermost soul.
It was those eyes that had ensnared the many lovely little ones into torture and death -- an earthly devil's eyes that had never actually shone bluish or scary.