Blind Spot Ch 1 Novels & Stories

“Come on, we’ve got to get you cleaned up.” It felt unbelievable good to have a shower. To feel the cold water running along my back, down my butt and even over my aching legs. I almost cried. I was robbed of so many things being locked in that hellhole. Thomas didn’t know, but I wasn’t able to make out every colour, most things seemed a blur, others were fragments or black and white. It’s said that after a while many things lost function of certain organs when they weren’t in use. Most fishes in the darkness couldn’t see, maybe I was slowly going blind, having seen nothing but complete darkness for longer than I cared to remember.

When Victor opens his eyes, there are spots in his vision. He blinks, trying to get them to clear, but then groans with the effort. God, does it seriously hurt to blink? But then he realizes that it’s not the blinking that’s causing the pain – that the pain was there already. It comes, sharply, with every breath, with every beat of his heart, which he can feel pounding in his head and his chest and his veins. Victor groans again, turning his head to the side, pressing his eyes closed – doing anything he can to fight against the pain – anything he can to lessen it, ignore it, move on from it –

Chloe blinked into the void, the blindfold cutting off any sense of where she was, probably a car. “Damian,” she murmured. “Shut it,” a voice snapped back. A hand brushed hers, shaky and unsure. She grabbed it, holding tight. The ride dragged on forever until the vehicle finally halted. Hands hoisted her up, planting her on her feet. The blindfold ripped away. Light stabbed at her eyes, but as her vision cleared, she took in the scene.

A) Azazel's grip B) Seeing the concealed C) Seeing Beyond "A new set of images and clips, reinstated on the street. And it was like I was in the images I saw. And suddenly, I watched myself, in a desert, from behind me, I stared, unaware of what was going on. I couldn't hear any sound but at least the video could supply enough answers to why I do see pentagrams, demons and so on." What chapter was this and who spoke as the first person? A) Chapter 3, the first person speaker was John

I folded, coughing so hard my stomach cramped. Someone grabbed my face and I flinched violently, the world tilting as I was forced upright and the blindfold ripped off. Light burned my eyes and I winced, blinking hard through the blur. Everything doubled. My vision was shit without glasses—smears of shadows and color. But one thing stood out. A man. Massive. Buzzed hair. Covered in ink. Crouching low in front of me, studying me like I was meat on a slab. His fingers dug into my chin and tilted my head to the side.

ADELINE'S POV "Mrs. Rhodes, I'm Dr. Chen. This is my assistant, Nurse Linda. We're going to examine you." I felt hands touching my face. Fingers pulling my eyelids open. "Can you see anything?" Dr. Chen asked. "No. Everything is black." "Not even shapes or shadows?" "Nothing." I heard Dr. Chen talking quietly to Blake. I couldn't hear what they were saying. "Mrs. Rhodes, I'm going to shine a light in your eyes. Tell me if you see anything."

Where that spot was, it was somewhat a sickly shade of the bright colour. "What did it mean?' I asked no one but myself. Zoe wasn't back yet so I was all alone on this piece. Placing all 15 pages side by side I noticed the spaces in the blind spots drew lines. In some pages, a dot and in the others, I saw lines that were either single or the ones that seemed to snake onto the next piece of paper. "Holy..what does all this mean!?"

“You're delusional. This place is cramped with cameras. I bet one of the floating comments is practically telling on us as we speak." “No they are not," he declared coldly. His confidence was bone chilling. “And how sure are you?" I asked narrowing my gaze at him. “Very sure. Haven't you noticed, there are blind spots everywhere, " he announced pointing at the ceiling. That was when I noticed it, there was nothing— no cameras, no recorders. Indeed this was a blind spot— away from the eyes of the prying audience. I smiled, a nemesing grim spreading across my face.

*** Cass My eyes open only for my vision to blur. My head feels heavy, like it’s about to explode. When I finally focus, my vision is different. I can see straight ahead, but my peripheral vision is swallowed by darkness. Realization hits me. I sit up from the dirt where I lie in the corner of the room. My hands go to my face, and I immediately feel the metal around my eyes. I blacked out the moment the first bolt was screwed into my head.

I was a bit confident that Kane was with us, leading the way. A snap of a finger echoed along with the vastness of the dark school hallway then all the lights were turned on. It invaded our visions like stinging beams. I covered my eyes with one hand as to cast a shadow in my eyes against the immense light. Everything instantly loomed before us, it was so bright that my iris had a hard time adjusting. My vision became blurred first and then it gradually settled and reality materialized.