The Possessed Camera
Christopher slowly creaked the door open with anxious hesitation, ready for anything to come barging in. There was no one. As Christopher craned his neck, peering into the gloomy night for some sign of activity, the kitchen suddenly began to buzz. He crept silently back inside, ready to deal with the next unexplainable disturbance. It was his camera that was vibrating out of control, emitting some unearthly cacophony. The worst part of all this electronic activity was the fact that the camera was off.
The Possessed Camera
Reanimated
Christopher raised his camera to better inspect it, at a complete loss as to how it could have started churning so violently if he was sure that he had powered the device down upon walking through the front door. Had some spirit possessed his camera? It seemed like Christopher could not pause to figure anything out longer than a few seconds, as there were far more unreal events about to transpire.
Reanimated
