His phone's camera.
Not exactly another eyeball, but perfect for situations like this. In fact, his phone had been so useful today that Riley silently swore to buy it a much better case if he managed to survive all this.
With trembling hands, the grateful modern man took out his phone and used the function while saying a silent prayer.
He was really hoping it was the kind of illusion that would not show up through a lens, but sadly, every vial appeared clearly on the screen.
Ah, dang it.
He had definitely been hoping for an easier life. Then again, at least it helped narrow things down.
It was not a mental manipulation, because the illusion did not break even though he was aware of it. More importantly, it still showed up on his phone.
Maybe not an emotional illusion either, because he was scared, yes, but not yet to the point of becoming a bumbling mess who couldn't think straight.
