Snippet #2586309

Sandra walked carefully to where her personal belongings were and grabbed her wallet. She'd gotten the job done and now she needed to pay them for the excellent work they'd done for her. She started to play around with the settings on her eyes a little. She'd never realized how poor her vision was before, at least by comparison with the amazing clarity bestowed by her new eyes. The settings went from "so sharp you could cut yourself on the clarity" to "normal" but she decided on something in between that. No need to hurt herself but if she didn't want fantastic vision what was she about to pay all this money for?

She then checked her email, in her head. She really didn't care what anyone thought, but that was some really tight stuff right there. After another minute of playing around on the internet she put on some Bon Jovi and started taking a video. She'd never felt so alive, though there were some sensations that one didn't miss until they weren't there anymore. For example, not only was she no longer breathing, but she didn't seem to have a pulse anymore either.

It felt incredibly strange, but she supposed that it was just one more thing she'd have to get used to.