The evening sun made eerie shapes in the forested landscape.
All of them wore eerie red contact lenses.
The eerie quiet that followed amplified the ringing of her ears.
Some of the tattoos of the dead still glowed, the eerie red tribal patterns punctuating the landscape.
It was still eerie walking around the place alone, knowing he had been there.
The small man with white irises drew near her, his eerie, unblinking gaze making her uncomfortable.
The eerie hulls of burnt-out cars up the road had been creepy even to Brady.
It gave her an eerie feeling.
The Atlanta night was muggy and dark; a thin layer of smog trapped the city's light and made the sky glow an eerie yellow-orange.
The flames threw eerie lights into the sand around the wagons, but nothing moved.
Everyone and everything around them had frozen in mid-movement, like an eerie sculpture garden.
Katie had never been so happy to step into the eerie shadow world.
An eerie quiet followed, and she wasn't sure if he'd shed his human body and take out her and everything else.
They stood in silence for a moment, eyes on the eerie lake.
His eerie red eyes swept over her again before he slid away, out of the kitchen.
He hooked the light to his belt where it swung in an eerie arc, casting jumping shadows on the rock-strewn slope and yellow streaks into nothingness.
Those ahead of him grew more restless with the passing time, eerie quiet, and stifling heat.
They led onto a balcony, but it was the eerie green glow beyond that caught her attention.
It was eerie and disturbing.