"Okay, Victor... tell me what's in my office," McGregor said.
"Right now?"
"Right now."
They were currently sitting in the lab, separated by two rooms, three walls and a hallway from Dr Ian McGregor's office. Victor Reilly strained his eyes and looked at the first wall, quickly finding himself looking out into the hallway as the wall faded from his view. There was a pot plant and a bench. They soon faded as well.
He found himself looking into Ian McGregor's office.
"A chair... a desk... a phone... the usual..." Reilly said.
"Right... more specifically?"
"Nurse Piper is stealing something out of your desk."
"...what?"
Reilly watched as Nurse Piper leaned into McGregor's desk drawer, pulled out a silver flask, took a swig, and put it back. She then grabbed a pen off McGregor's desk and walked away.
"Seriously. She's stealing shit."
"Right... putting that aside for now... can you turn and face me?" McGregor asked.
Reilly did as he was told, and turned to face McGregor's face. He saw through the man's skin, through eyes and skull and brains to the wall behind.
"Gah!"
Reilly closed and rubbed his eyes.
"Remember to adjust your eyes back to normal before you shift your focus to the foreground," McGregor said.
"Right... shit... that was fucked up," Reilly said, looking back up.
"Did you know your pupils dilate by at least twenty percent when you're using your X-Ray vision?"
"Wow. That's so exciting, I'm going to write it in my journal."
There was a pause between the two.
"You don't really have a journal, do you Victor?"
