(Scars do not appear to be cause of death –shock ... - Bad Request

sagely, "now you've exposed it to the air, you might as well put a pickled egg
in the jar for all the good it'll do you. Make up your mind, cutter... pickled
egg or not?"
This was going to hurt.
With a moment's hesitation, I reached into my socket and popped my eye
into the palm of my hand. The pain was incredible. My vision distorted, and
for a moment I was slightly overwhelmed with a sense of vertigo as my
plucked-out eye pointed in an odd direction, the two images I read not quite
blending cohesively. The bartender helpfully severed the optic nerve, and
directed my hand to the jar of goo that sat on the bar. I deposited my
still-living eye in the preservative, wrapped my fingers around the old one,
and slid it into my empty socket.
I hissed at the sensation of the brine soaking into the tender flesh of my
naked eye socket, but after a moment I could feel the optic nerve
reattaching itself to the new eye... and suddenly a flash of memory cracked
like a whip.
Flicker. I looked down at the vast expanse of chaotic, ever-changing
wasteland stretching down below, a group of humanoid vultures
plummeting toward me, cruel weapons ready to strike, and held my own
shining blade clutched tight in my fist...
Flicker. Three toughs surrounded me, in the colors of an enemy I couldn't
quite place. Long daggers glistened in their hands, and the light glinted
cruelly from their exposed teeth. I glanced at my scarred hands, and knew
that soon they'd be covered in blood...
Flicker. An enormous frog-like creature came bounding over/through/under
chaos-stuff, headed for me with a mouth full of teeth. I hurled my javelin
through the shifting matter and pinned the creature to a sudden stone
plinth... and I KNEW the ways of fighting once again.
I found myself slouching over the bar, groaning as the memories receded
like water trickling from stone and the barkeep grumbling as if I hadn't just
ripped out my own eye and replaced it with a pickled one, "Hurry it up, will
you? I got paying customers."
I blinked that eye a bit. Things were a bit blurry, but even as the seconds
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