Blind Spot Ch 1 Novels & Stories

Chris had to adjust his eyes because of the blinding light. He blinked fast for a few seconds before his eyes could fully adjust. He roamed his eyes at the place, all he could see are trees and other plants. The place is beautiful that it took him a moment to realize that he didn’t know where he was.

Chloe's unusual eyesight helped her identify unusual activities. Just like these unusual blue prints glowing in the hallway. She didn't notice it before but the more she adjusted to her new eyesight, the more she could see the glowing prints. Chloe bent down and studied it. It's just a usual footprint but it was the only glowing footprint she saw.

He muttered. “I can’t see anyone.” I cringed, wondering what the hell was wrong with Malik. I looked around, and I couldn’t still see anyone around. I felt a flash of annoyance wash over me; my body was already riled up, and screaming for his lovely touch, then all of a sudden, he spoilt the whole thing. “Your vision deceives you, Calista. Close your eyes, and look again.” He mumbled. I looked again and I didn’t still see anyone.

Again she was out. The next time she woke up, it was in a big room, to beeping. A slow ache was all over her body, but she felt light. Happy? She couldn't follow a train of thought but she did know one thing, she still couldn't see from her right eye. Thought could she? It was dark, but she could sense specks of light coming through from somewhere. She raised her hands to touch her face and felt something. Cotton? Paper? Something was on it to hide her vision. “Kyle, she is up!” she heard Madison say.

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Paetyn’s POV For a split second, my brain convinces me I’m blind. Darkness surrounds me, engulfing me whole and holding me hostage. But the soft buzzing working its way into the depths of my mind tells me that I haven’t been completely dragged down to the depths of hell with no sight of return. Not yet, at least.

Despite the odds, Rex was aware and knew the stubborn girl would refuse to live with him instead she will be adamant on staying in that tiny crappy unclean carton she called home. "The conclusion is that you have a temporary eye defect and you might recover on time or not." Rex sassed and she glare at him. Rex was wrong about his stupid words, her sight wasn’t damaged only needed time to adjust be able to identify objects including people. It was a good thing Kyle cleared things out or Cherry would rain new level of edge on Rex.

Maybe, just maybe, her destiny was only beginning. Outside, unseen and silent, shadows moved in the distance. Eyes glimmered, scanning the horizon. The villains from the past were not far behind, and the chase had only just begun. Shadow seen outside the window—villains are tracking her. —END OF CHAPTER 1—

I gripped the steering wheel tighter, trying to focus on the road, but the pain intensified, blurring my vision. The rain was coming down in sheets, turning the road into a slick, treacherous surface. The headlights of oncoming cars were blinding, making it nearly impossible to see. My vision swam, the world tilting precariously, and then, everything went black. (Flashback Ends) I pressed my fingers to my throbbing temples, trying to quell the renewed wave of pain. The memory, incomplete and distorted, left me feeling disoriented and vulnerable. I turned away from the mirror, determined to focus on the present, to regain control.

My thoughts weren’t aligned like they usually were. Something about today had disrupted everything. Something I couldn’t explain. I finally turned away from him, gaze falling back toward the glass of champagne I hadn’t touched again. “I don’t know,” I said flatly after a pause. A beat of silence followed. ********* CALYX’S POV Slowly, I blinked. My vision was blurred at first, everything hazy and unstable, like I was looking at the world through fog. I blinked again, and again, forcing my eyes to adjust until things slowly came into focus.