Bone Lamp

I picked up an old copper lamp that was engraved with strange patterns at a garage sale. The stall owner only warned me repeatedly: Never light it at night. It wasn't until I wiped off the patina that I was surprised to find that there was a finger bone with the birth date of my grandmother embedded in the lamp holder. Late at night when the power was out, I accidentally lit it. The moment the blue fire light came on, blood oozed from the bone lamp, and grandma's face appeared in the shadow of the lamp. Her This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.