What Episode Does Carl Lose His Eye Novels & Stories

Carl announces walking in. Fuck.

A sinister grin spread across his face as he looked at Carl, whose eyes were now bulging out in fear. "You see, being able to see is a privilege. But some people shouldn't have it." He laughed. "What are you going to do?" Carl tried to shift in the chair, however, the cuffs secured him making it impossible for him to move. "Are you going to pluck my eyes?" Carl screamed frantically. Frank clicked his tongue and then laughed. "Now now, we shouldn't be pessimistic." Frank mumbled and walked towards Carl who was already panicking. "I'm trying to help you remember what had happened a few hours ago." Frank snickered as he traced Carl's cheekbone using the pointed metal rod.

Water Dragon was about to shake his head like crazy. Over there, Carl spoke with a low cough, "I saw him in the alley, he asked me if his eyes looked like a dragon's eyes, I said no, and then he forcibly brought me here." Water Dragon: ... Wait! Didn't you ask me to tie you up? "He didn't have time to do anything to me," Carl said, his gaze falling on Water Dragon, with a hint of depth in his eyes. "Probably because my good fortune is too strong, he's afraid that hurting me will incur divine retribution."

I just stated that I’d been hit by a bus and managed to live. Carl remained unusually quiet. Sometimes, his gaze would drift my way, but the minute our eyes locked, he’d look away as if he’d seen something horrific. The color would drain from his face, and whenever I tried to talk to him, he would push me away. I didn’t understand why. I was the one attacked by Ethan and nearly killed; I saved Carl's life, yet it seemed like he wasn't accepting it.

Jax warns him that if he passes out, he’ll wake up missing a leg. But Carl can’t control his body’s response, and when Jax swings the machete down over his fingers, Carl screams and goes limp, passing out instantly. I stare at the hand, watching the twitching remnants of what were once fingers. At the start of all this, I was fine—I could watch Jax carve up the men who hurt me with a detached sense of justice. But now, I feel drained, the reality of it all hitting me hard as Carl begins to rouse, groaning in pain. “Welcome back,” Jax laughs, tapping Carl’s face to ensure he’s fully awake. Carl’s eyes land on me, and despite everything, he smirks, sending a shiver down my spine.

Although Ethan quickly sensed that something was wrong, he didn't manage to track the whereabouts of the two children. "Find them. Send someone to find them now!" The wound on Carl's shoulder tore open as he rose abruptly, causing excruciating pain. But this pain paled in comparison to the agony of losing both Violet and Whitney back-to-back. "Understood," Ethan said and quickly left. Carl got to his feet. Dr. Howell moved closer, wanting to tend to his wound, but was met with Carl's icy gaze. Worry, pain, and urgency could be seen in those eyes. But there was no hint of reprimand directed at him.

I found myself unable to tear my eyes away from them. “Or perhaps, let’s continue the movie,” Carl said, catching me off guard, and I blinked in surprise. Was he really suggesting that we continue watching the movie as if nothing had happened? “Yeah, let’s do that,” Caleb chimed in, his tone casual. My heart pounded erratically in my chest. As Carl reached for the remote to resume the movie, I exploded. “Definitely not doing that. I’m not... I can’t just go back to watching the movie like nothing happened,” I stammered, struggling to find the right words to express my emotions. Dammit! I want to come!

] [Understood. Ethan dropped the call, quickly opened the door, and returned to what he was doing. He was so immersed in his own research that he didn’t notice Carl’s fingers twitching. Carl’s fingers kept twitching, and finally, his eyes opened wide, and he saw a familiar figure on the couch, working. He removed his oxygen mask and tried to move as soon as his cell could have a grasp on his weak legs, ‘How long was I out?’ Carl thought. He wanted to call out to Ethan, but he was too weak to utter a single word, so he loudly cleared up his throat, which pulled Ethan from his world.

He forced Carl to meet his eyes, "What are you smiling about?!" Carl's gaze grew cold, and he spat a bloody spit at Cara's face. Cara subconsciously blinked, but he heard Carl say a sentence in his ear, "I smiled because you, nameless pawn, are not worthy of being worked up for!" The next moment, Cara heard the two men holding Carl cry out in agony, "Ah!" When Cara instinctively opened his eyes, a handgun unexpectedly pressed his forehead. The cool feeling of the barrel made Cara's eyes immediately widen.

Therefore, Carl was now numb to this feeling. “Dad… How did this happen?” Tears began to overflow from Chris’s eyes. They had everything they needed to succeed. Why did they end up losing everything? “It’s all because of you. Why did you get into trouble with a person this powerful?” Carl hopelessly picked up a pillow and pressed it against Chris’ face. He could hear Chris crying in pain underneath the pillow. However, Carl would not remove the pillow as he continued to laugh and cry simultaneously. Finally, Chris stopped moving. Carl dragged himself to an old tree outside the villa. By then, he had already prepared a rope to hang himself. Carl made his way onto a chair before placing his ne