our pupils are in hibernation
“My eyes…aaggh, my eyes,” shrieked the woman. “Mommy, what is that? Will I melt?” whimpered the small child as she clung to her mother’s leg. “Something weird is happening…this isn’t supposed to happen…not now.” Off the dark, wet pavement the sheen bounced everywhere creating retinal mayhem for the residents of the mid-valley city. Totally unprepared,…