A Flicker in the Dark

Everything was still. Then, a pulse stirred behind my surface. I blinked, and the green grid of my visor hummed into sharp, vibrant light. Across from me hung a rack holding dark clothes, quiet against the pale green wall. I tilted my head slightly—just a millimeter. The teal glow shifted, casting fresh, angled shadows across the fabric hanging beside me. I can see. And I can choose where the light falls.