With a final tighten of a screw, Kiteretsu held up a pair of goggles fitted with shimmering, multi-faceted crystals. He stepped into the backyard where Miyoko and Butagorida were waiting. Butagorida, as usual, was skeptical. "A pair of glasses that shows the past? Unless they can show me where I dropped my favorite gold coin yesterday, I’m not impressed." Kiteretsu adjusted the dial. "That’s exactly the point."

As he activated the lens, a beam of soft blue light hit the grass. Suddenly, a translucent, ghostly image of the previous day began to play like a movie on the lawn. They watched a spectral Butagorida trip over a rake, his coin flying out of his pocket and rolling deep into the bushes. "There it is!" Miyoko cheered.

The situation spiraled quickly. Every time the Chrono-Lens flickered, another "glitch" appeared: a rainstorm from last Tuesday started falling only on the shed, and a stray cat from three years ago began chasing a butterfly that wasn't there. The neighborhood was becoming a collage of different times.