Lucas POV

13 year old Lucas Mauscher stood outside his house, beside him stood his longest friend. Atlas was a slightly smaller than usual german shepherd. There were tears in Lucas's eyes as he knelt down to hug Atlas,

"Bye Atlas, I'll miss you so much," more tears streamed down his face and Atlas started licking it as if to comfort him. A man walked over and Lucas heard a snap as his best friend's new owner clipped a lead to Atlas' collar then led him away limping Lucas' parent's walked over gave him a hug. 

"I'm sorry Lucas." His mother said softly.

It had happened while Lucas had been going for a walk with Atlas the previous week. They had come to a corner and someone with a pushbike going way too fast had run over Atlas' shoulder and sprained it. Atlas was healed now, but he had a limp that would never go away and due to safety rules, he was now forced into retirement. Lucas was forced to lose his best friend, who he trusted with his life. He had been given an option to get another guide dog but he wasn't ready to replace Atlas so soon. 

A couple of days later Lucas was sitting on his bed moping over the loss of Atlas. He decided to listen to some music. 

He reached over and switched on his alarm clock radio, slowly turning the tuner until he got to a channel that was playing some sad musical tune.

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This seems appropriate. he thought as he sat on his bed, soon he dozed off.

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Sylvie POV

Please stop! You're hurting me!" 7 year old Sylvie shrieked, trying in vain to escape her bonds that held her down, she was lying flat on a cold metal table, writhing to try to escape the syringe full of some substance that the doctor in the plastic apron kept trying to inject into one of her eyes, she just managed to squirm away each time and he was losing patience, everytime the liquid had touched any of her skin it had burned to the point of agony, Sylvie would never allow it to touch her eyes if she could help it, but now white-coat had brought some helpers, two managed to hold her head down while two more held her shoulders. her shrill screaming echoed in the quiet room. As the intense pain entered her eyes, slowly her vision turned from black and white and blurry to barely any light at all, then she passed out.

Sylvie didnt know what had made her sight go completely, but the morning after the acid she woke up and everything was black, she was in the same small cell she was normally kept in. Sylvie ran her hands lightly over her eyes to be sure nothing was covering them, then she squinted and checked again, nothing. A cold shiver went up her back and she panicked, letting out a shrill scream, she shook her head around, the darkness seemed to be closing in on her, making her already black vision darker. something banged on her cell door, "stop it girl!" a man yelled, Sylvie froze for a minute, it was the scary guard who had thrown her across the room for disobeying several times,

Sylvie suddenly realised she could hear, it wasn't the end of the world-yet.

She listened to the sounds around her, shaking uncontrollably in fright but trying to keep herself under control, her instincts that she'd relied on all her time in the orphanage before being kidnapped helped now, she had to not show fear or she would become a target for bullies, current bully now being the nasty doctor. she straightened her shoulders and sat still, panic was still racing through her but she schooled her face to be nuetral. 

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