Take the BLUE pill

You take the blue pill and swallow it dry. At first, nothing happened, but you weren’t expecting an immediate effect; so you just continue where you left off, digging through the boxes until you start to notice your vision is starting to pulse. Once it stops, you just continue.

About 20 minutes later, however, your eyes start to sting. As they sting, they also blur.. Your eyes suddenly feel dry. Every time you blink however, it just causes tears to swell up in your eyes and pour out. You wipe your eyes and step away from the boxes. You turn your back and try to find your composure. It’s like you're crying uncontrollably without any voice.

The pain eventually subsides. You blink away the remaining tears. Your surroundings now, however, are much more....sharp, clear, and vivid. Bleom had noticed your abstinence since you first backed away, but now she was coming to investigate.

“Are you OK?” Bleom chimes. “What did you do?”

“I took one of those pills,” you say, turning around. “Just the one of the blue ones. I’m having a weird reaction to it though.”

“Oh,wait a second. Those are vision enhancers. Uuh, I don’t know their official name, but I call them ‘cat’s eyes.’”

You could barely understand what she just said. You were distracted with her new appearance. Her eyes were already bright, but now they were piercing. Her brown seemed to be lighter in shade, but much more detailed. You could tell she cared very much for herself. Everything to the autumn themed makeup to where she pinned her hair - everything about her was notably different from the others you’ve seen around these parts. In word; she was gorgeous. And you were ready to accept that.

She stops suddenly. You blink, noticing the tail end act of her furrowing brows. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

This time, you blink and suppress the initial surprise seeing her again. “You look different.”

She smiles, chuckling a little bit at your statement. “I would be more considered if I didn’t.”

“How long does this effect work?” you extend your hand out in front of you, flexing your fingers. Even seeing parts of your body is different.

Bleom shrugs. “Ah, I’m not sure off the top of my head. Depends on who made it. I think they last for about an hour or two, depending on how well your body takes it. Could be as short as 20 minutes. How are you feeling?”

“Fine,” you say. “Just a little bright.”

“Well, as long as you aren’t physically hindered, we should continue before any of my, uh, colleagues come back.”

“Of course.” You both return the boxes. It doesn’t take long for you to find it. It isn’t thanks to your new eyes, but the hard work you had dedicated to your search. You share some more basic small talk with the girl when you check out, but nothing else comes out of the situation.

You give your farewells as soon as you pay for your medication. You suppose now would be a good time to find Delilah.