Brainiac inserts a metal extension of his hand into your brain. He smiles in satisfaction while black tears drop from your eyes. Now you haven't seen anything. Clark didn't know how to fix it, and it was breaking him up.

Right now, you were sitting on the couch, staring out the window—even if you couldn't see anymore. Clark was with you. His heart ached when he looked into your eyes. Of course, you wore glasses, but you always took them off at home.