A man find an old film camera tucked away in his home. Dusting it off, he finds an unnerving feeling about it. It holds a roll of unprocessed film. The last roll of film shot on the camera. As his paranoia builds, his wife demands he finds his sanity through the processing of the film. But will the film provide answers, or horror?
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Bonus Content
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From the link below, the password is the missing word from this line of the story:
“It was a camera. An analog SLR, heavy and encased in a body of black metal and chrome that had begun to pit and rust. It sat in his palm with an unnatural density, as if he were holding a condensed star, a ____________ of captured light.”