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He pulled his eyelid wider. The "lens" had sprouted tiny, microscopic anchors that were stitching themselves into his capillaries. When he tried to tug, a jolt of white-hot agony shot through his skull, and for a split second, he didn't see the bathroom—he saw a flickering feed of a dark room, rows of servers, and a pair of hands typing on a keyboard.

He blinked, and he was back in the bathroom. He tried to scream, but his vision flickered again. buy contact lenses online no prescription

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Connection established, a text overlay scrolled across his field of vision in that same shaky, purple font. System calibration: 84%. Please do not attempt to disconnect. He blinked, and he was back in the bathroom

Leo rushed to the bathroom, his eyes streaming. "Just take them out," he muttered, reaching for his eyelid.

He knew the risks. Every forum thread he’d skimmed warned of corneal ulcers, "oxygen starvation," and permanent scarring. But the eye doctor wanted a hundred-dollar exam just to verify a prescription that hadn't changed in five years. Leo was tired of the gatekeeping. He just wanted to see the clock across the room without squinting.

But his finger met something smooth and hard. He pinched at the lens, but there was nothing to grab. He looked in the mirror and gasped. The lens wasn't sitting on his eye anymore. The edges had vanished, the clear plastic turning translucent and veiny, weaving itself into the white of his eye.