'Ah... I really don't want to be here.'
My stomach growled like it had lost all sense of reason as I stared at the little girl peeking through the doorway.
Slowly removing the 'Spectral Glasses', she disappeared from my vision.
Then I put them back on.
There she was again.
'Is there really no bathroom?'
Bile rose in my throat.
The plan had been to wear the glasses from the very start. Though the main reason why I wore them was for a completely different reason.
"Haaa..."
A cloud of vapor escaped my lips. Chills ran down my spine as the world transformed around me—everything turned cold, bathed in a dark, quiet blue.
Yes, blue...
Within this world, everything around me became clear.
Within this filter, the world sharpened. Shadows lifted. The details of the museum emerged from the gloom like bones in the dark. This was the true reason I wore the glasses.
Because they allowed me to see better in the dark.
'If only I had found out about this sooner.'
