The glasses seem like the best choice out of the pile. You wish you could grab more, but you're not going to be greedy. You snatch the glasses off his hands, and before you can even thank him, the researcher is already gone.

Damn. At least you got a free artifact out of this weird exchange. Time to keep moving, Vinny.

>M.A.D WORLD OBTAINED!

The hallway has gotten a lot more crowded in a very, very short amount of time. It's so packed that you, Ashton, and the Man are all awkwardly squashed against each other. You do your best to ignore the klaxon blaring inside your skull.

"any reason you picked those?" Ashton does her best to keep some sort of conversation going. "i thought the suit looked pretty neat."

"Oh. Well, there's probably a lot of weird mental, 'memetic' anomalies. I wanted something to protect me from that."

The Man makes a low, droning noise. He's so spooky, he'll eat you way faster than that harvester, oooo!!! FEAR HIM!!!

You manage to keep a straight face despite the stupid bullshit The Man is pulling.

"wellll!" Ashton rests her head on your shoulder. Hoo boy, the klaxon inside your head only grows louder. "why not try them on then?"

"Oh. Well, I thought I'd try it out in a lab setting first."

"i guess but it wouldn't hurt to try them. c'mon, i'll take them off if they try eating your eyes or something."

"Fine." You take one quick glance at the artifact before putting it. It almost reminds you of those tacky glasses you wear at 3D movies. The cheap cardboard frame doesn't sit right on your face, but you manage to ignore it for now.

Your vision is now tinted with this sickly grey hue, as if you were suddenly granted the curse of complete colorblindness. Your surroundings weren't that colorful to begin with, but any traces of colors amongst the horde and hallway have been snuffed out. On the upside, your skin now doesn't look like a sickly mess.

You glance around your surroundings to see what has changed aside from some funky vision—okay, WOAH. You're pretty sure there wasn't a moth on the ceiling last time you checked. There are, in fact, a LOT of moths up there actually.

They blanket the ceiling in a swarm of white(?) fluff, maybe to keep themselves warm? To blend in with the ceiling?. You're no entomologist, so you can't spot any meaningful difference between them and normal moths, aside from the obvious anomalous property they have.

A forest green aura surrounds their tiny little bodies. That's the only color you've been able to make out so far with these glasses on. That aura suddenly shifts to a bright yellow once they spot you looking at them.

Dozens of tiny, beady eyes stare right back at you. You do your best to put on a comforting, warm smile. The aura surrounding the moths returns to a forest green hue. Interesting. You shift your gaze over to Ashton.

"so, what do you see?"

You open your mouth to answer, but the words die in your throat.

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