Leo sat up, his heart racing. He looked at his own hands. They were translucent, humming with a steady, calm teal.

He looked down at the two pairs of plastic glasses in his lap. One for the world, one for the soul. It was the best bargain he’d ever made.

That afternoon, Leo went to the beach. He lay his towel down, adjusted his Midnight Aviators, and prepared to nap. But as the sun hit the lenses, something strange happened. Instead of darkening the world, the glasses seemed to... filter it.