Conner Gnosis was the clichéd sort of well-meaning, inquisitive young boy you always see in fanciful children�s stories, and he fit the part quite well. At nights, he would often lay awake and think about things. Sometimes he would wonder why thinks worked the way they did, and see if he could shake things up a bit. He would while away his time trying to figure out just how high and fast he would have to jump to stay in the air, or attempting to lure ants into balloons for particularly dire water balloon fights. Usually, his experiments were just wastes of time, but on one fateful night, they worked.
            That was the night Conner wondered what the world looked like when his eyes were closed. He figured it�d be much the same in terms of smell, touch, etc. of course, but there was that little niggling bit of curiosity in the back of his mind. In a ploy to trick the world into thinking his eyes were closed, Conner blinked his eyes as rapidly as he could, opencloseopencloseopenclose, a thousand flaps of his eyelids. He opened his eyes faster and faster before suddenly he stopped, and he saw.
            Conner let out a scream of horror, before he began to rapidly open and close his eyes again until he had finally �unblinked�. It�s been 15 years since, and sometimes he still screams.
            Conner doesn�t close his eyes anymore.