Eye System Novels & Stories

The glass was pitch-black as if someone had dropped a tarp over it. But it wasn’t a tarp. I raised my phone, turning on the screen’s light. And then—I dropped it. The dim glow revealed something so grotesque and impossible. An eyeball. A massive, unblinking eye filled the entire window frame, staring back at me. The pale iris twitched, its black pupil jittering as if trying to focus. Blood vessels spread across its glossy surface. It was so detailed I could see the veins shift beneath the lens. It was nearly twice my size.

However, it wasn’t the same as to what I'm seeing now. There was a boy. I can’t recognize his face because of the weird blurry effect of the dream. The only thing I saw clearly were his eyes. His emerald-colored eyes are still engraved in my mind. Even though it’s already been a year since I last dreamt of it, I still can’t forget his eyes. The scenes may be different to what I'm seeing now, but they were both peculiar and still not on earth.

to me. I still felt uneasy that night, so I decided to drive home. After I parked the car in the underground garage, I heaved a sigh of relief. Surely Lyra wouldn't be able to drive my car away now. That night, before I went to bed, I received a call from the hospital. "Miss Willow, your eye exam results are in." My eyes had been hurting and blurry for the past few days, so I went for a checkup. The doctor said, "Your corneas are severely detached, and your retinas are also damaged. You need to have your corneas removed."

"Not at all. Your voices, on the other hand, inspire me to fight for hope. Angela, you inspire me to travel the world again. And I'd like you to be here by then. " "Yeah, Leonardo, I'll be there," Angela agreed. Leonardo could hear her voice in his head. He sat there, waiting for her to enter the room. He had already requested that Andrew pick up Angela from his home and transport her to the hospital. While waiting for Angela to walk through the door, he was filled with anticipation. He braced himself for her and the rest of the world. And he was willing to accept the outcome of his corneal eye transplant. His doctors predicted that he would need to see again in 85 percent of cases and that

" They have a facility for languages. " They have numerical ability and also for letters. " In his eyes, the iris is larger than that of the common human. " In the upper part of their head, they have a slight indentation that serves as a kind of receiving antenna for external stimuli. Maybe you have one of them close ...

He tenderly brought her hand to his mouth and gently kissed it. Pain seared through my body as my eyes lost focus. The faces of my family blurred until I could no longer see them. I tried to move my arms to rub my eyes, but I was unable to move. Panic set in as I began to struggle. Finally, opening my eyes, James Cooper’s face came into focus.

All this was as clear as day to Sol, courtesy of her enhanced cybernetic eyes capable of zooming in at targets roughly at 100 feet. “Eyes not yet hurting their Sol?” Leyland asked, mouthful of Pita at and beef. “Nope, the Doc always gave us good quality mods” she replied, taking in a forkful of vegetables and beef on a pita bread. She tagged the exit points of the Tea House marking Triad members as possible threats and of course the arsenal they carried.

People didn't just make such intricate art only for someone to dismantle it with the push of a button. Just then, Ricardo passed his hand over the glass and its surface came alive, like some sort of touchscreen panel. A 3D image of the helices popped up alongside some string of letters and numbers; some marking each attached object, others floating at the side of the image. They all combined into a visible logical pattern that was presumably the code responsible for the working of the equipment. "Meu Deus!" Ricardo exclaimed at the sight. My God! "What is it, Ric?" Megan pressed closer now with the kids.

No one makes eye contact and I can’t tell if that’s good or bad but it definitely makes me feel more anxious. There is a room at the end of the corridor dimly lit, the only door not blocked by bowing heads so I know it’s where I’m heading. I suddenly stop, Damon puts his arm around my waist, I hadn’t realised before now that I was trembling. I can feel tears burning at my eyes and I’m breathing quite rapidly. I start to feel faint and Dr Bridge steps beside me without hesitating, “in 1,2 and 3. Now out 1,2,3 and keep going in 1,2,3 and out 1,2,3” he’s coaching my breathing and it does help. I give him another nod and he steps forward to open the doors.

, I asked it again. "Master, one of your eye has been changed into a bionic eye and the workload on your right has reduced, the regeneration processes in your body has increased once I was placed in your heart. So by calculating all these factors I think your eye would be fixed in about a month, as you are suffering from congenital myopia, and then your defective gene in your body will be eliminated, so that it may not be passed on to your progeny, slowly all your other defective genes would also be eliminated leaving only the superior genes, but it takes a long time", said the system.