boomgoesthebirdy | ((Memory: Significant/Negative))

► Today, we're experimenting with a new technique. (Maximum Ride: Nevermore.)

What Happened:

[...]Gowned and masked doctors came in and shone spotlights onto Iggy's operating table. One doctor, his eyes hidden behind large magnifying glasses, spoke directly to the camera.

"Today, we're experimenting with a new technique, only recently developed. It involves a surgical stimulation of a certain area of the rods and cones in the backs of this hybrid's eyes. We estimate that the subject will have its night vision improved by at least four hundred percent."

Then Iggy's panicked blue eyes filled the screen.

[...]The scalpel found its marked and plunged as if slicing a boiled egg, as tweezers pinched and needles probed, as blood pooled and tubes suctioned it away.

As they hacked into him, like butchers.

[...]Iggy's agonized screams grew more and more frenzied. They sounded visceral, verging on madness, louder and louder and louder.

He was awake. The whole time.

"No! No no no no."