THE EYES ARE THE WINDOW TO THE SOUL

Ace Shades lives in an edgy, over-the-top action movie. He is the uncompromising protagonist: A self-proclaimed detective who wears sunglasses at all times, even at night or in the shower. In fact, he wears nothing but black: A black trench coat, black pants, and a black pair of Chuck Taylor Allstars. Black is the color of his soul looking back at him, repeating to him the question: “Why do I exist, and what is my purpose?”

His girlfriend’s a piano, his friends aren’t all there, and the world, according to how he sees it, is an absurdly dark and unfriendly place. But things are changing within the detective. Perhaps it’s the case, or perhaps it’s something else tied to the case. But the closer he gets to the truth, the more he can see the cracks within his own existence. And he’s close to discovering it: The truth hidden long ago, keeping his world held together.

But what is “truth,” and how do you find it? And is there even such a thing?

THERE IS MORE TO THE STORY (SINCE WHEN IS THERE NOT?)

In a quaint, rural town in northern Tennessee, self-proclaimed detective Ace Shades investigates a series of ongoing murders, somehow related to his dark, mysterious past—a past so dark and mysterious that even he doesn’t remember any of it. With the help of his colleagues, who are just as unreliable as he is, they uncover a conspiracy, involving a threat unlike any other before it—or at least any other threat they had faced before, assuming they had faced any other threat at all.

But the world is never so simple, and the truth is never black and white.