Little Red Riding Hood opened the door to Grandma's room and stepped inside. She sniffed lightly. There was a strange smell in the room that she didn't like. She squinted at Grandma. Why was the room so dark?"Hello, my dear. Come closer." Grandma patted the bedspread beside her. Grandma's voice was huskier than normal. Well, she was sick, after all. Little Red moved closer to the bed until she could see Grandma. What was wrong with Grandma's eyes?