R/deadeyes Subreddit Sidebar — Verification !!link!!

Liam’s finger hovered over the button. He looked at her father’s face. Not just the emptiness. The angle . The man’s chin was tilted down, just slightly, as if he were looking at his own daughter with a pity that was ancient and cold.

Then the woman said something that made Liam’s blood turn to ice water.

The sidebar was live. The verification was a door. And Liam had just left it wide open. r/deadeyes subreddit sidebar verification

The nurses called it a “pseudo-coma.” The doctor muttered about “locked-in syndrome.” But Liam saw the truth. She wasn't locked in . Something had locked her out and was using her eyes as windows.

He’d filmed her for the verification. Ten seconds. The subreddit’s bot, , had analyzed it. Pixel density, micro-saccade detection, pupillary light reflex. The results came back: Verdict: Authentic. Flair granted: “Grief-Stricken.” Liam’s finger hovered over the button

Now, six months later, he was the mod. He finished the sidebar and hit . Instantly, the AutoMod pinged.

Liam opened the file. A young woman, maybe twenty, sat in a dorm room. She was crying silently. Behind her, propped in a desk chair, was a man in his fifties. His skin was waxy. His mouth was slightly open. And his eyes— deadeyes —stared directly into the lens. The angle

Liam looked at his own reflection in the dark monitor. For a terrifying second, he felt his own eyes go wide, still, and depthless. He blinked hard, shook his head, and looked back at the video.