I remember doing laser tag one time in a building where part of the schtick was that the room was lit only by blacklight. And there was this African guy playing on the opponent team, and I lost track of him in a corner where the light was kind of dim and not showing as much.

Then I saw eyes appear out of a dark corner.

Then I saw smiling teeth.

And then my vest was buzzing that I had been hit.

Not going to lie, it was a kind of spooky and surreal experience seeing the Cheshire Cat become real in front of me because of the right kind of lighting mixed with the right skin tone.