The Heist

As Jarvax roamed through the park, the goggles seamlessly showed data as though it were every bit as much a part of the natural world as the trees and the lake -- which the data were. Text floated above the green lawn, marking the spots where Jarvax had stored important points. Here was where Jarvax had stashed an old hoverboard once, there was a place where Jarvax had kissed Mulandy.

But where was the gold deposit? Jarvax had stashed a pool of liquefied gold here once, in this park. The annotation remained, to be sure, so to Jarvax's visual awareness it looked like it was still there -- from no matter which angle he viewed it. Yet, kicking the sparkling puddle of gold, his foot flew right through...