Button Eyes [Rewrite]

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" 'ello darling!" She screeched.

"How are you? Feeling alright?" she screeched out again, swiftly walking over to him and softly gliding her bony hands over his fickle face.

His expession curled into a confused one, with a disgusted scowl as he turned away from her.

She carried on,"Well, soon my son, you'll be able to go out."
Her right hand went over her heart. "I keep my word." He slowly turned back to face her, his mouth dropped open in surprise. That was the best thing he's ever heard. She was still smiling, her face appeared to tilt to the left and his head drooled down, darkness engulfing him once again. "You'll soon be ready my dear. Soon." But by the time they'd finished this conversation it was now pitch black outside.

His vision was extremely blurry, but a figure started to form in front of him. It was her again. She was holding a circular mirror up to his face. He seemed to look worse than he was yesterday. Around his buttons it was dark red. They looked sunken into his face, like dark holes. But somehow he could still see.

How the hell can I still see?

What's happening to my face?

Logan's hands grazed over his eyes yet again. He didn't realise he had a frightened expression on his face. Looking at him expectantly, she leaned in to his ear and whispered, "Y'know . . You can talk now."

"W-w-what? I . . ." His voice rasped out into the quiet air. He could barely speak.

"You like? They match the colour of your eyes perfectly! I knew you'd like them!" She squealed, throwing her arms around his neck.

Millions of thoughts were running through his mind, like:
How could she do this?
Why can I still see?
Why isn't Father here yet?
Is this the colour of my eyes?

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