Exploding Heat Vision

He focused his attention on his left eye, cleared his mind, and exerted a little force. It was like the trick he had learned for shaving and cutting his own hair during the nearly ten years since he had regained his freedom.

But the red beam that burst forth was not the controllable beam slightly thinner than a pinky finger. It was wild, explosive Heat Vision. For a moment, clattering and banging filled the room as tiles shattered, and the burned-out faucet even began spraying water.

The rampaging, uncontrollable Heat Vision reduced the bathroom in the hospital room to a complete wreck. Scorch marks were everywhere. The sink, toilet, bathtub, wall tiles, and floor tiles were all either broken or shattered, with nothing left intact.

The strange sounds coming from the bathroom naturally alarmed the girls waiting outside. Fortunately, they restrained themselves and merely knocked on the door to ask what was happening instead of rushing in. "Henry, are you all right? What happened?"

"I'm fine... right?"

Covering his left eye, Henry used his still-normal right eye to take in the disastrous state of the bathroom. The mirror in front of him had mostly melted, while the remaining small portion was charred black.

From the tiny piece of mirror that could still reflect him, he saw that he looked no better than the bathroom. His hospital gown had been burned into ragged strips, hanging pitifully from his body. The hair and beard he had wanted to deal with had indeed been burned away... but they had been burned away thoroughly. Even the roots and stubble were gone!

Even his eyebrows and eyelashes, which he had not intended to touch, were nowhere to be seen. Henry had given his head a completely thorough depilation.

Now, instead of worrying every day about