So there I was, laid down on the cold chair, staring up at stark white ceiling tiles. The walls were completely bare except for a few charts explaining anatomy. Shelves lined with needles and scissors. The whole sterile place smelt of harsh chemicals. I wasn't sure how long I had been sitting here, but I knew this wasn't my first time. I remember the first, razors and needles in my eye, the blood and other unknown liquids, and the pain. Then, there was darkness.

But here I was again. I couldn't escape it. A man came in, dressed in white. His face was in shadow, but I could make out the tattoo on his arm. Holding me back, dropped some sort of liquid into my eye. It burned like hell, I couldn't keep it open. I could not move my hand to rub at it, to try and relieve the itching and pain. The man in white did not care. He only left, without a sound. I was plunged into darkness once more.

Again, I was trapped, with no real idea on how long I had been in this place. Suddenly, the dim orange and red lights of machines seemed to grow brighter in the darkness. I could see things in the dark, make out things I never would have been able to. My vision began to flux, there were moments of blur followed by sudden clear vision, so intense. The room was spinning.

Soon, the man came back, followed by a taller, darker, man. As the lights came on I was flooded with lights and colors.
"What's happing to me?!" I cried out.

"Ma'am, I just dilated your eye..."

Everything was changing. I could feel something inside of me stirring. I was able to jump from my seat, and I ran out into the cold halls.

I was yet again bombarded with light and color, too intense for my new eyes. But this vision, I couldn't even have imagined seeing things so clearly and vividly before. People were coming at me, but I was able to snatch a clip board, the only thing in the area, to defend myself. I do not have super strength, or at least I am too weak at the moment, because I was not able to crack my knuckles, but I made it through the halls unscathed.

Tossing the clipboard aside (With super accuracy) into a trash bit, I ran out into the world. It was a difficult experience, especially because I wasn't used to my new vision, but with my new accuracy, coupled by my natural sense of balance and speed, I made it through.

I realize that I have been changed, I am not sure if I can even say I am human anymore. But greatness is thrust upon people, and I know what I must do. I must use my new powers to fight the injustices of the world... or at least mess things up a bit. My life... That's over now. Kelsey no longer exists. You can call me... Hawk Eye.

And that was my trip to the Optometrist.

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Yeah, they were checking to make sure I didn't have toxoplasma gondii in my eye (Which I probably already have in my brain) and they had to dilate it.

This is what it looks like now: [link]

When my eye was originally scratched, it looked like this: [link]

Fun stuff.