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Based on characters and events from DA posts by Voculus. Used with permission. https://www.deviantart.com/voculus/gallery Part 3 On a hunch, Daphne crosses to the other side of the hallway opposite the elevator and feels around for a Braille panel which informs her that she's in the right place. She goes through the doorway and searches for the ice machine. She finds it to her left, but only after identifying a candy vending machine and inconveniently placed trash can by running into them. She gets her hand wet determining that the ice chute is dripping warm water, and that there's a note taped to the front of the machine. "I'll bet this says 'Out of order'. I wonder if it tells where to find another one." Rather than "blindly" visiting other floors, she decides to find out if anybody is around to read the sign to her. She goes back to the doorway and calls out. "Can anyone hear me? I'm blind. I could use a little help reading a sign. Hello? I won't bite. Please answer if you're

Based on characters and events from DA posts by Voculus. Used with permission. https://www.deviantart.com/voculus/gallery Part 2 "I CAN'T SEE!" Saying the words to herself and deeply feeling the reality of them scares her, but also makes a familiar thrill run up and down her body. She wants more. She decides to wallow around in the new feelings of vulnerability and helplessness that are simultaneously exciting and frustrating her, for just a little while longer. Daphne to herself, out loud: “I am totally blind. I can’t go anywhere without my cane. I have no idea what’s happening around me unless it smells, makes noise, or someone with working eyes tells me about it. I can only ‘see’ by touching. I have to feel my way around with my hands and feet all the time. Bumping into people and things is my way of life. I need to ask for help with stuff that used to be simple. I concentrate all the time trying to keep from getting lost, but it happens anyway. I know how to be a good blind

Based on characters and events from DA posts by Voculus. Used with permission. https://www.deviantart.com/voculus/gallery Joan – Is a strong, generous, energetic beauty who is totally blind for life. Both of her eyes were taken from her as part of a vicious conspiracy over a year ago. Now, flawless curves of smooth skin fill the spaces where her eyes once were. She has accepted all this, adapts to it with dedication and humor, and never plays the victim. She is not bashful about letting others see who she is, and has learned that her exotic appearance is quite alluring to those capable of appreciating it. Kate – Is Joan’s life-long best friend. A wish to understand Joan’s experience better led her to use adhesive eyepatches or custom-made opaque contact lenses make herself functionally blind temporarily. She liked it. Now she does it recreationally when the mood strikes her. Daphne – Is the Orientation and Mobility instructor who taught Joan cane travel and other adaptive

The last tube of the night was moving away from central London, loaded with tourists overwhelmed by the long day spent walking through museums and monuments, a few smartly dressed individuals who had spent Friday night after work in some club, and a large number of young, tipsy, drunk or even drugged people moving from one part of the capital to another, On the way home or looking for a new place to get high until morning. As the subway moved away from the city center, the carriages emptied. Outside Area 4 the tourists were practically finished, and only the few who lived outside the city were left on the train. In the last carriage, in particular, was stationed a couple of girls who had attracted the attention of all travellers since they had climbed at Liverpool Street. One of the girls had short brown hair and was sitting in a rather battered black wheelchair. She wore a black sweater and a short skirt. Around her neck she had a leather collar with studs. She had some tattoos on