[ WP ] You 've just invented a device that allows you to see the world through the eyes of anyone alive , wherever they currently exist . However , you are unable to hear what they hear .

Journal Entry # 30 – Date Unknown 
 
 “ Success ” 
 
 There exists another layer to our world. A red tinged fabric that separates the ethereal from the real. It is a network of threads that neither begins nor ends, but rather connects us all. 
 
 An infamous trader in Egypt ’ s black market, who henceforth will be called “ Horus ’ Son, ” presented the “ device ” in question to us after a colleague of ours died while using it. 
 
 He gave it to us free of charge, simply stating that, “ He needed to. ” 
 
 Sampson wanted to sell the item off to a museum, but I found myself unable to part with the device. When I put it on and first laid eyes on the invisible layer of our world, I realized the untapped potential of the device. Perhaps, “ realize ” is the wrong word. It was as though the thought had been injected into my mind, without my permission. Though, I didn ’ t hear another voice speak it. I knew it, in the same vein as knowing my own name. 
 
 The device was old, resembling goggles. Made of leather, with two thin, black stones acting as “ lenses ”. I took it into the lab, cautiously removed the stones and replaced them with glass. Then… nothing. Sampson said that I was unresponsive, and apparently I was moving mechanically. Afraid, he left me to my own devices in the lab for the night, and upon returning the next morning he found me still tinkering with the device in the lab as though I had never stopped. 
 
 The device no longer resembles what it once was. All that remains of the original are the thin, black stones that are now attached to glass lenses. 
 
 We have tested it thoroughly, and as far as I can see, there is much work to be done. While wearing the device, one no longer can merely see the threads of this extraneous layer of existence. You may “ ride ” them now. What will you find at the end of a single thread? A person. If you continue to ride the thread “ into ” the person, you can see life through their eyes, but you can also watch their actions from a third person point-of-view – simultaneously. 
 
 It ’ s more than that, I believe. It feels as though you have become part of the person, but have not quite relinquished your actual Self. You are simultaneously yourself and a small part of their subconscious. 
 
 Just hours ago I discovered a thread that was connected to two people, two lovers. I was them, for however long I wanted to be. 
 
 It was summer. The pale moon was high above us. We kissed. We were in love. And it was real. A hot breeze passed through us, and the rest of the world melted away with every orgasmic shiver of our spines. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 Journal Entry # 50 – Date Unknown 
 
 “ Audio ”
