The bleach did what it was supposed to do; it melted his eyes, the sockets now filled with nothing but gooey liquid. Blood wept from the corners, slaloming down his cheeks like gory tears. Rick stood, allowing Steve to clamber to his hands and knees. What remained of his eyeballs spewed out of the black holes that now occupied that space in his face. “What the fuck!” Steve mumbled. “What the fuuuuccckkkk!” “Hey,” said Rick, for a brief moment feeling bad for Steve. He wondered what it would be like to be blind.
